Friday, 31 January 2014

last night i had the strangest dream.

i was on a boat in the middle of this river. on my right was paris and on my left was london.
there was this event, something like a fashion show, going on.
suddenly, i was sitting in front of a table, being randomly sad about the fact that i would never become a model (too short, too fat, whatever). 
then i started drawing a card for my dad. and suddenly these models were coming up behind me telling me how i would be a great illustrator and i should really be doing this for a living instead of spending all my time taking 'boring photographs'.

and then my alarm decided to go off.

an ironic dream really - given my current situation.
oh well, at least compliments are always nice. even if theyre only in your dream.