One of my favorite drawings, titled "Erkka is sleeping". Or, in other words; so how does it feel to be 50 years old? Most of the time I have no sense of age. In a way, it gives some perspective on history, having a memory of the time before personal computers became mainstream, remembering the 1980's cold war era atmosphere, the collapse of Soviet Union and such. What has not changed is the childlike sense of being perplexed by adults seemingly not being more interested in generating private profit instead of wanting to solve the global existential questions which, if left unsolved, are going to trigger a major collapse of the society as we know it. Never lose your childlike sense of wonder! Well, but what I have lost is the ability stay functional despite irregular sleeping patterns. Monday I felt happy about my brain being fully functional, and I was working with publishing Ancient Savo trailer video, writing some promotional material and such, until it was 1am. Went to sleep, woke up after 6 am feeling okay, and went to work for money. But then later on in the evening I felt the strain, until at 7pm it was hard to stay awake any more. So I just gave up and crawled to the bed, taking this photo of the drawing pinned to the board next to my bed.