sixty.nine

I call this next series "i'm going to hate myself when i have to get up in just a few hours." Just kidding. I've been somewhat of an insomniac lately, for whatever reason. Tonight/this morning I just needed to create something- anything. I enjoy the hours after midnite... when all is quiet, I'm alone with my thoughts... every sensation seems heightened. Music is more meaningful, colors take on different personalities, and my pen or brush travels more freely. I am relaxed and content. Slightly sleepy, but I think that adds to the Surrealism/release of my subconscious...