So. My fourth journal entry so far in 2009

This is becoming increasingly predictable. Each and every summer, the creative bits of my brain go into hibernation or are knocked dumb by the warmth or something, and I have to spend the summer months in an artless coma. But then, usually sometime during august, and always immediately after I've caught the first faint smell of a tiny autumn growing in the distance, they just pop back up as if nothing had happened. And start working like maniacs. I obviously need some kind of autumnal atmosphere to create. It's so weird. I didn't know creative blocks could go seasonal. Maybe I should move further north Anyway, what I was going to tell you: I'm back again, and putting together, like, a thousand new pieces