see you later

I hate to change, once again. I suppose it was inevitable. I never am very happy in one place.  I hate that i can never stay put; but i suppose change is a good thing.

The switch will be slow, hopefully. Not that i am posting all that much these days. Seems to be the trend in the days leading up to the frightening lull of the winter.

i’m sorry, wordpress.

i have to call him.

but i feel so nervous.

what i’ve been working on

somethings coming

some things are coming.

in more ways than one.

I feel completely drained from working as a server. I don’t have the same ambition as i did to start art projects. or even take out my camera.  or write. or paint. I run out the door sometimes with as much as my wallet and half way to my destination feel like I forgot something. I used to never leave the house without my blank-paged book and specific pen. without a camera of some sort. Someone from work asked me what i do for fun and of all the things i listed i failed to mention i like to take photos. I have managed to complete a painting for a friend, but I’m still lagging on the whole, shipping it off part. and the longer it stays on my wall the unhappier i become with it.

its as if i can never feel fulfilled artistically. i guess in ways thats a good thing, to be fulfilled is to no longer seek fulfillment. its over.
but,
i never feel like i am doing what i want to be doing, which is doing everything at once, i suppose.