I have finally gotten around to cleaning my house when I had the inkling to pop open a jane austen movie and enjoy what bits of freedom I have to do art again and write.
I have not been able to do what I've wanted to do artistically in quite a while and art school is quickly coming to an end.
A long journey of sobbing, learning more and more about my talents and pushing myself harder mentally and physically than I ever have before.
The days where I have to focus on school and read all day helps me breathe.
I can finally relax into my bed and sleep. Counting dreams one by twos and not explaining myself.
not explaining why I can be so emotional on AND offline.
Of keeping the peace and then causing an emotional riot.
I will never regret speaking my mind in that course of action, because it wasn't to cause people pain but free myself from what I endured as a teenager that seems to continue to haunt me into adult hood.
eitherway, I am one rounded out female. I have my shit together mind you;
An apartment, a Job, career focus and a happy black cat who stares at anyone who comes by.
"Your tongue is sharper than a guillotine." - Mansfield Park.
