I feel old, but not quite in the whiny sense of the term.

I glanced through my journals and old pictures and removed some I couldn't stand. My skill right now is so much better than it was three years ago that a simple sketch would easily outclass hours of work. The sad thing is, the amount of practice I have done shows that isn't a whole lot... but it's neat to say the least.

Taking a moment to look back on these old things... it's amazing how I've changed along with the world. Though, I'm going to stop the 'deep' musing there(Called it deep so it would sound less whiny, by the way)

Anyways, that concludes another 20+ hour run without sleep so... gonna finally nab some rest.

EDIT:

Bleh, didn't get sleep until 10 am the next morning. Damn my body aches.