Through doing nothing as of late, I've come to realize a lot. I've learned a lot.
I miss being in the company of anything and anyone that gives me inspiration. I know what I want.
I want to create.
I want to make art that inspires. Something ethereal, even if it only touches the heart of one other soul. The order and routine of school during those 8 months only put me in a box. It's time to step out and stop being scared.
I want to write. About what I see, read, hear, and feel.
Art is everywhere. Instead of lurking behind its shadow, I
need to live it.
Now it's time to stop thinking and just do.
Goodbye nothing. Here goes something.