It's after 9PM, and despite the fact that I told myself I would be in bed by that time tonight to catch up on some much-needed sleep, I find myself sitting in front of my website, wanting to poke and prod at things. There is certainly new work I could add to my gallery. There are many things I could write about in my blog.
I've been doing a little more personal work lately, so I could show-and-tell all about that. I am the middle of implementing my side of an Art for Art Supplies experiment that I initiated amongst my personal acquaintances recently, which would be fun to talk about. I could summarize my year so far and all the art and non-art-related adventures I've had.
Or I can go to bed.
Or I can read The Restaurant at the End of the Universe.
But bed is probably a better idea.
Sometimes doing what's good for us is less desirable than doing what feels gratifying in the moment. But I know from the past several weekdays that staying up late to do this or that always ends up producing a very drowsy Hannah the next day. The whole day. A couple of hours of immediate gratification is not worth twelve hours of feeling like a slug.
Do I have to make this relevant by tying it in to something to do with design or illustration? Nah. You're smart. If there's a lesson to be learned in all of this, you'll see it.