constant rejection
animals run away from me, and strangers never smile back.
both make me equally sad.
August 2010
July 2010
“If there’s a book you really want to read but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it”
—Toni Morrison
today
I just started thinking about all of the potential I posses that might never be discovered or put to use in my lifetime. I thought about all of the useless insecurities and frequent fears I have that prevent me from sharing my work (in all forms) with the world. Luckily though, the conversation ended with a very open ended, encouraging …
“why not?”
… and I’ve decided to try my best to honor this new code.
You only live once. Whats the point in being ordinary? My success doesn’t necessarily have to be measured by America’s definition of normal. I just want to be awesome in the only ways I know how. I want to make things I’m proud of. Things that impact people in that certain way that makes their hand stand up or their heart feel heavy. I need this satisfaction. It is what I crave above all other things.
So I’m back to working on my novel. I hope you guys like animals and really spiritual themes, I know I do.
Oh, and singings the best, I’m really getting back into it. It’s one of the only things that makes my hair stand up, and my heart feel heavy.
We should start a band or something fun.
Over and Out
thank god tails is my roomate
how else would i get away with this circa sesh?
currently squealing at my computer
