A few days ago, BlackDevilX, the mind behind Final Fantasy Sonic X, passed away due to a sudden heart attack. Back in March, Akira Toriyama, quite possibly THE most influential artist within the past century, passed away, something I would've never expected to happen as soon as it did.

All this has got me thinking about my own mortality a little bit. An artist can pass away, but what they create can outlive them and inspire many future generations. It makes me wanna finally get off my ass and make something instead of succumbing to any number of excuses.

It's funny because I feel like the closer I am to achieving my dreams, the scarier it is or the more uncertainty I feel, at least subconsciously. But you know, I'll push through. I have to push through. Because I know that won't get anywhere if I keep bellyaching.

I'll be OK