I've sat here at my desk drawing my little pics and working on various projects for a while now and do be frank I haven't had much to show for it all.
Drawing brings me a lot of joy. but it seems that life has worn me down to a point where I have not been able to pick up a pencil. I won't get into it because that's not what I'm here for. But I had a bit of an epiphany the other day.
I'm going to be 25 next year.
the last 2 years have felt like a smear. Nothing has happened, I haven't met any new friends. I haven't gone anywhere. I've just been here, at this desk. and while that's not a bad thing, i feel like I'm missing something.
I've struggled with loneliness before and I feel it may be partially responsible for my condition right now.
But enough of that and on to the reason I'm writing this journal.
I want to move out of my family's house. It's time I managed my own living. I can't do that without making a living wage.
so in order to make it to this milestone I will be pumping out a lot of new content in the coming months. I won't say what just yet. but i promise it will be my best work.
I will always give you my best
it can be hard work
it can even be BITTER work
but it will be worth it.
and for what it's worth, thank you to those who have supported me. day in and day out.
Now I have to get back to work.