RainInTheFace

I keep wondering to myself if creativity is genetic. I feel like there are just some people that have it and some people that don't. I also feel like I'm one of the people that has it, but it is trapped somewhere near my kidneys. I wonder if I just haven't found my "voice" yet and I'm hoping that some day I will. I'm sometimes filled with the need to create, anything, something; it's a burning need to do something that I can look at later with a sense of satisfaction rather than frustration. Then I think about all of the artists whose stories I've heard, and about how they pushed themselves to the brink of insanity because they believed their

I feel like I have come full circle, I moved back in with my father after years of being gone. It almost feels like failure but at the same time I am so much happier now, I'm away from the toxic place I used to live and I'm away from the guy who made it that way and I'm excited to start this new chapter of my life. I'm ready to re-learn how to be by myself and do things I actually want to do. I can hear my cat meowing at me, berating me for being gone so long and telling me about what I missed while I was away from home. I didn't even realize how much I missed him haha.

Time moves on, life moves on. Days change from morning to night, seasons come and go. Yet we stay in one place...... Tomorrow it will be one month since we lost Josh. It feels like I have lived a thousand years, and yet it seems like yesterday I walked into that garage and changed my life forever.......