just wasting time.

its sunday. and its a gorgeous, sunny, fifty-three-degree day in new york city. and what am i doing? sitting inside. well by the window, if it makes it sound any better. i've found myself bouncing from one project to another, scrolling down my to-do list, beginning one thing, and then jetting off in another direction. my intention is good. i am trying to be productive. really, i am. i realize my website kind of sucks, and needs major improving. i have a big comm d final project due wednesday. i could finish up those last two loads of laundry. have an assignment for electronic page design i should be working on, but illustrator does not sound alluring right now. i have sketches to do. and comps to complete. but it's just one of those days. i can't get my mind right and i have a million thoughts running through my head.

i've also come to a point in the semester where my passion and motivation is slipping. it's bad when you realize you're at that point and you don't know how to get out of the slump. i need to be inspired. remind myself why i've moved to nyc. remember the sacrifices my parents and i have made to get me here. decide what i want to do with my life. work hard towards the career i have envisioned -- and i need a big reality slap to the face to get me back going.

i'm working on it though. don't you worry about me. i'm working on it.