Yesterday I was reading a blog of someone, who quoted Neil Gaiman. I know, it's kind of ironic to quote a blog within another blog, but just go with me on this... He included the following quote:

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art - write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

Besides being away from home, one of the hardest things about being in college is always being caught up in the frenzy of homework. I've lost the time to create, and even further still I've crossed the line into also lacking moments to even dream of creation. That quote from Gaiman just seemed to kind of jolt me in my chair. It made me realize just how little creative thought I allow myself. It's almost like creative thought has become a luxury to me, a frivolous indulgence. I almost feel like I've lost a part of me... so that made me think

I need to do something, create something.