Had a sort of fitful night. Many strange dreams, most of which have faded. There was one point in the middle of the night when amid my dreams was a sudden flash of white. It was jarring enough to rouse me to full consciousness. A few seconds later the loud BOOM of thunder caused Lisa and I to both jerk awake. It was loud enough to send poor Beowulf flying off the bed. Not too often we get huge thunderstorms in San Francisco.
Got a lot of drawings to do today.
I've got a gig I'm working on, boarding out a guy's short film. I'm pleased with how things are coming. I've been getting more and more boarding gigs which is awesome. Trying to make sure my "small goals" lead to my big goals.