I remember when I used to be attached at the hip to the internet, when I lived for my art, and when I was a nooby teenager.

Times have changed and I'm becoming more of an adult than I ever felt I could.

I've purchased my own car, have left the state, (I'm now living in Lombard, Illinois) I'm making headway into a supervisor position, and have managed to not have children, a drug habit, or much in the way of friends.

I've ascended into a wonderful 2 bedroom apartment with some handsome skylights, and filling it up is going to be an interesting chore.

I wish I had more time. Two days a week doesn't leave much for art. I've been breaking for far too long, and I hate getting away from something that I love so much.

I don't really know what I'm saying, I guess. Everything has happened so fast... I've left everything behind in my journey to succeed.

I have two more visits to Indianapolis.

...*sigh...*