How you absorb my very soul within your never-ending collection of artwork and literature. I am engulfed in a sea of creativity, and when it flows on to leave me stranded on the far shore, I am left with nothing except for my insatiable envy and admiration. It is a drive I would likely never draw without, and yet I am still disgusted by my own base emotions.

Is what I would say. If I really felt the need to be that dramatic about things. At the moment, I definitely do not... All I'm saying here is that I want to draw more often than I do, and yet, I don't draw often because I don't want to. A vicious cycle. I was thinking about writing actually, since, you know, everyone's doin' it. Though my writing is both rambling and incoherent, it can be pretty fun making short little stories or poems, so long as they don't last longer than my attention span...which can be difficult.

And...maybe taking requests would motivate me a bit more as well? I see all the fancy artists with their request pages, and I think Yeah. I want to be busy like that guy..., even though that's probably what I totally don't want. Not like it would work out so well anyway, I'm guessing a whopping three people have even seen my account on here (here's to you three :]). So yeah, to all of you nonexistent fans out there: requests are wide open! What say ye, masses?