I knew I should have perfected my skateboarding before moving to New York.
I look at the concrete and asphalt all over the place and wish I could be one of those
skateboarders who don't fear the traffic and extreme cracks in the sidewalks.
There have been a lot of other things bothering me about myself and how I spend my time.
Part of me loves this really laid-back life, where I don't have to expect anything from anyone
and answer to no one. I hate feeling responsible for things that are out of my reach and responsibility.
However, I have yet to be inspired to create something new. I don't want my creativity to dwindle into
nothingness and nostalgia. I keep coming up with excuses: I don't have a Wacom tablet, I need a new sketchbook,
DUAL MONITORS WOULD IMPROVE MY QUALITY OF LIFE, I wish I had an electric guitar...
Any breathing human being has experienced these things at some point in their life.
I guess all I can do until inspiration/motivation hits is quote from this lovely graphic novel
that I once based my life off of when I was 13 years old.
"There's nothing terribly wrong with feeling lost, so long as that feeling precedes some plan
on your part to actually do something about it. Too often a person grows complacent with their
disillusionment, perpetually wearing their "discomfort" like a favorite shirt.
I can't say I'm very pleased with where my life is just now,
but I can't help but look forward to where it is going."
Unitl I regain sanity xo