'when inspiration struck'.

it was 01:03 am when i was hopping crazily in my seat, quite literally. no, not because of any physical reasons but mostly because inspiration to paint struck me at such a godly hour, when everyone in my family was turning in. and me, being afraid of the dark, wouldn't dare to stay up alone. so, you say that i could have turned on all the lights, but it was late and i couldn't tell how long i would take with my painting. i still needed sleep.

so, being a scaredy-cat, i jumped in my seat for about one minute and then went to bed.

now, i don't have much inspiration to paint anymore... this sucks.