I shut Bastardcat out of the bedroom last night (so he wouldn’t pace around on my head like he’s been doing lately) and went to sleep in silence for a change instead of with Netflix playing. Slept for about nine hours. I had a bunch of shitty dreams, but I still feel pretty refreshed today.
Off I go to pose for one of my instructors one-on-one in his studio.*
BTW I am mildly attracted to this guy. Not enough for it to affect my work – I don’t get nervous or shaky or stammery or anything – but it is nonetheless a tangible thing that sits in the back of my head the entire time I’m around him. It’s interesting.
*Don’t worry, he’s safe and not-creepy.