Once upon a time, when I was in middle school, I was up at dawn drawing the proportions for a crow skeleton. I was on my bed, shifting around and sketching, the paper never messing up or making a sound. When I was pleased with my work, I held it up. I smiled, knowing I don't bring my art projects home when I'm sketching. Then I woke up, went to class, and used what I had learned from my dream to fix my actual crow skeleton sketch.
Now, I'm going to be utilizing this strategy to get all my schoolwork done once school starts.