It didn't really matter because that first year at Pratt I probably got about 20 hours of sleep a week. That year I started to realize that my sketchbook is a direct line to my subconscious. For instance... 3 months before June I automatically start drawing boobies and bikinis. It's like clock work.
Apparently all I'm thinking about these days is snow and snow clothes and ....SPRING.
P.S. Dreaming picked up two years ago when I got a smart phone and installed lightning bug. You want it. You want it bad.