Haven’t been getting much rest lately. Seems like everything these days is a reason to stress, and I certainly can’t sleep when I’m stressed. Lots of things are falling by the wayside: cooking, cleaning, socializing… SIFF too, which started tonite — haven’t even had a chance to glance at listings yet. Worst, my muse has fled and the well of words has dried up. Feeling useless and small.
Currently attempting to drown it out with mindless sensory overload. Right now there’s an old episode of the X-Files on the teevee, in the middle of which appears to be a complex, ten minute (so far) tracking shot. Pretty sure there’s been some tricky cuts on closed doors, but it’s fun looking for them (cf. Rope).
One can only take so much X-Files, though.
Want. To. Sleep.
Changes imminent. Have already purchased the license. But can I live without the blacklist?