I always blank out when I'm finally in front of a computer. For the rest of the day, I think of such well formulated cool things to say... but they're usually lost with a good night's rest. My drawing bored is wiped clean.
So hopefully something good will come of this entry... and if I keep typing, I may have some unimagineable thought that's worth writing about.


It's kind of weird to have a clear head again. Everything used to pile up to my eyeballs in this empty gourd of mine... now, I can think... I can enjoy as well as appreciate the things around me. It used to be one or the other.

I don't feel too much, or too little. I am somewhere in between... not limbo. Limbo was when there was a void in between the two. Now something has bridged that gap for me, and I can stand happily in the middle watching all my thoughts flow beneath my feet.

I feel like learning now. Filling my head with knowledge. I want to peer into the lives of great artists and musicians, and know that I'm not alone. I want to pour my feelings out through, what at one point could be a hollow guitar... I want to fill it up and fling my emotions onto a crowd.
I want to spill my heart onto a blank piece of paper. I want the world to look at themselves through my eyes.
And most of all, I want to be happy with my life, and be able to share that same happiness with everyone around me.

I don't think that's a whole lot to ask for.
Really, I guess, the only person I really need to ask is myself.

I'm always asking someone for something, whether it's advice or permission.

It's about time I took the wheel... at this happy medium in between.