Last night I dreamt that I was a zombie, and I was eating somebody. I think I may have actually been chewing on one of my pillows.
I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed by stuff as of late. I suppose it's because there is actually an overwhelming amount of stuff to do. I know that it really just takes small sustained bursts here and there, but I can't help seeing the big picture.
Tonight is set-building, or at least starting. Up to the Bruno abode to start some building in true propmaster style. And hopefully pick up a knife so I can start the casting process and get props ready in time for shooting next week.
Not panicking. Nope.