Tuesday Arthy

Tuesday Arthy since I wasn't able to update yesterday. I had another migraine attack, and I chose the comfort of my warm and comfty bed.

I've been slacking since Friday. Haven't done any CD related work since that day too.

But here's my output for today....

and I want to share the story behind these two pages.

Truth is, Adrian and I haven't been talking since Feb 13, 2014. He expressed disinterest in CD for personal reasons. I told him I'd continue working, but honestly, I was wondering whether I'd pursue it since I dropped a webcomic project I was working for this game.

Plus, I also had issues regarding my health, namely: fatigue and migraine attacks. Working on CD every night, sleeping around 11pm, and waking 5am the next day was taking its toll on me. The mere fact that I'm using a computer before i sleep has weird side effects on me the next day. It makes me groggy. and boy was I groggy at my office! The last time I had a migraine was in 2012, during my last college days. That was also the last time I took paracetamol to ease the pain. I've been ingesting that drug to ease the attacks, and I'm wondering why.....

So i took a break from CD and did other productive things (lol). I 'm teaching myself how to play guitar, how to control a volleyball and I'm reading Buddhist Books. I was supposed to resume work yesternight, but my migraine... oh....

Today, I went to Island Garden City of Samal located in Davao del Norte, which is 2 hours away from my house.  It was an exciting trip since it was my first time to travel alone to another  province (and I crossed the sea alone too! yay!) I was sent their to assist for the scheduled pay-out  in our country's Conditional Cash Transfer Program. I made new friends. I had fun. I crossed the sea once more to return home. I also brought some guitar strings  along the way :)

So you must be wondering what the heck I'm babbling about and it's connection to these images. here's what:

I almost died today.

On the way home, I was reading an ebook when I heard a fellow passenger scream "Oh my God!" many times. The jeepney we rode abruptly stopped and when I glanced at the driver, my eyes widened. If the driver stepped on the brakes a second late, our jeep would have crashed into the truck. Our jeepney was 1cm away from the tail of the truck. I know it's an exaggeration. But the distance was so close.
And I sat behind the driver (i'm the second person from the back of the driver. If you live in the Philippines, you'll get my drift) Apparently, it was the truck's fault since it stopped without warning. I stopped reading my ebook, left the jeep and walked home.

So why am I telling you this story?

I could have met an accident. I could have been injured. I could have died.  Or I could not.
reflecting on what happened to me, I realized that life is short.
It's really short, when you look at it. In the blink of an eye, I could be here, or I could be not.

"Every passing second, passing minute, passing hour of our life is a blessing. So make it useful, make every passing moment meaningful, live a life that you're proud of."

The other day, I watched Todd Henry's  Creative Under Pressure Tedtalk. In the last segment of the video, he mentioned that the Graveyard is the most important/valuable place in the world. Why? Because all the unpublished novels, all the uninvented inventions etc are buried there. Therefore, he made an effort to "Die Empty" (just check the vid)

Suddenly, it all made sense. I didn't want my contribution for CD to die along with me. I wanted to give life to it, even if the game had the possibility of entering development hell, even if Adrian and I will never talk again.

So I sat down and drew. (and I played around with the guitar and they volleyball too!)

and that's the story behind these images (even though it looks ugly)

To end this blog entry.....i would like to share a quote i read at zenpencils....

“Every single day I get emails from aspiring writers asking how to become a writer and here’s the only advice I can give:

 Don’t make stuff because you want to make money, it will never make you enough money.

Don’t make stuff because you want to get famous because you will never feel famous enough. 

Make gifts for people and work hard on making those gifts in the hope that those people will notice and like the gifts. 

Maybe they will notice how hard you worked and maybe they won’t, and if they don’t notice, I know it’s frustrating, but ultimately, that doesn’t change anything because your responsibility is not to the people you’re making the gift for but to the gift itself."