Think of all the joy you'll find when you leave the world behind.

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It's where I just cannot seem to stop moving.  Today is really one of those days where I want to be on the go.  I can't type fast enough.  It's frustrating really, because I feel like my mind is going at a billion miles per hour and my body is being too slow to keep up.  Maybe that's like being old?  But I'm racing anyway.  I love times like this where I'm so on the go.  I want to do everything.  There are so many stories in my head that are just desperate to get out.  They're screaming at me so loudly so that it's difficult to tell which one is which.  I think I'm writing about three simultaneously at the moment.  It'll probably grow into more later.

But despite all of that, I still don't want to see anyone.  They'd most likely slow me down and I'd have to focus on them rather than all the stuff that's pounding through my head right now.  It's like listening to music on full blast, but someone keeps to try to turn down the volume on your favourite song.  Not cool.

I love my course at Central.  It's amazing.  I love it to pieces.  I had my second session last night.  We had an interview with the vocal coach.  I talked about all the stuff that I loved and that I was passionate about.  I said about how I hated the stupid actors who came on to play someone in an evil way.  No one wants to be evil.  Just our actions push us that way sometimes.  We talked and talked and after a long while of looking at me thoughtfully she said, 'You're an odd one.  But I can tell that there's a much darker side to you than you're letting on.  You come across as someone who is incredibly vulnerable but who has locked it all away into a tiny little box.'  I just laughed.  Be a bit awkward if I agreed.

I'm bored of blogging now.  I wanted to write.  And I still am because I am still thinking, but now I want to draw as well.  I do that sometimes too.  I can't draw for shit, so I design costumes for films and stage shows instead.  Much more fun.  I've got an idea of doing gowns all based on various birds now, like swans and peacocks.  That'll be fun.

I wish that it wasn't so cold.  I want to go outside and build a den out of sticks.  Not that I used to do that all that much as a kid anyway.  We just didn't have the facilities.  But I want to.  I want to build a den and hide away in there and smile.  Bugger it.  I think I'll just go and do that.  Bye!!