August 2010
1 post
When I wanted things to go up,
they went down. I hated feeling alone in this city, and never quite realized until I was back how very few friends I’ve made out here. Clearly that has to change, and everytime I’m here in such a creative environment I feel like I am not among the artists surrounding me. I wish that I could think of interesting and great ideas, but for some reason my head always feels blank. Why? Why...