Sitting in the studio chasing down a late breakfast of leftover pho and a beer. 


By studio, I literally mean studio apartment. One packed to the brim with all my creative goodies.  


By breakfast, I actually mean lunch, but I forgot to eat up until a few minutes ago thanks to the inspiration high that all too often curbs my appetite, so, it’s my breakfast… 


It’s okay to get swept up in a creative fever, great in fact. But forget to eat, and you’ll die.