digital pen, digital paper.
May 11, 2009
Articles of Confession
I allowed fear to get the best of me. Not that the best of me was worth much at the time. I was still young and knew very little. And I imagine there were, and likely still are, other factors which helped foster that fear. Regardless, it kept me indoors and stifled a normal social education.
Well, sitting in silence can only entertain a mind for so long. Boredom got the best of me and I needed an outlet. Anything to escape.
I found several and they all worked. Two or three lasted me for several years, but eventually they required dedication and focus to be effective. My focus is difficult to hold, so while they have not completely died out, they have become less frequent and less potent.
Only one vice stood the test of time. And it requires only as much effort as I choose to put in. But the reward is short-lived. Repetition became a necessary evil.
Repetition evolved into routine. Routine warped into addiction.
The fear is still there, but I am older now and have grown stronger. I have yet to overpower it, and worry that I may never, but at least today is better than days of my childhood.
Text posted at 00:28
May 04, 2009
Random page from the sketchpad.
Photo posted at 23:18
Apr 28, 2009
Articles of Confession
There is a girl that works at the Publix down the street. It’s not the closest Publix, but I drive the extra 10 minutes for a chance to talk to her so I can ask her out. My brain puts together all the right things to say, but the words always get chewed up in my mouth. What comes out is usually something better swallowed. Now I am having difficulty getting my brain to put together something new, so all I can do is smile and say hello.
Text posted at 23:50
Apr 13, 2009
Articles of Confession
I recently gave-in to consumerism, and purchased this for my kitchen. 
…and I feel like replacing the figure and using myself as a knife block for not being able to talk to the cute girl at Publix. In fact, I have difficulty functioning when I see her. One time, I forgot I had to actually pay for stuff when checking out. Then I handed her my credit card instead of swiping it in the machine in front of me. Then, when she handed it back after giving me a funny look, I had difficulty swiping it.
It took three tries.
Everyone has license to mock me.
Text posted at 22:52
Mar 25, 2009
Photo posted at 17:35
Mar 17, 2009
Black Velvet Band by Dropkick Murphys
Audio posted at 06:30
