Whirling spinning twirling speeding. The brain reels and projects and we're off: a speck in the distance trailing smoke and flickering golden white. My life and self am become glorious complication.
In other news, the musical is getting off the ground. I've song sketches for everything and the lyrics are coming. My project method is coming into focus thanks to my Capstone course which forces me to maintain structured tiers and milestones.
However, my other courses are falling behind at an alarming pace. I fear I am setting myself up for another psychotic week of unsleeping exhaustion and hackery. This is, of course, my way. Procrastination is not just a bad habit; it's a philosophy.