Hey Guys,

So lately I’ve been feeling even more creative in so many areas. Art is just so amazing. I really can’t tell you what it is, but I don’t need a definition. My heart and soul already know without saying a word. Though I may only dabble in a few artistic ventures, music, fashion and writing, I can appreciate almost anything. Anything can be art and art can be anything. It’s beautiful. Tattoos are amazing to me right now. Ever since getting my first, I feel like my eyes opened to their breathtaking existence. Tattoos and fashion go hand in hand, they are the art we wear, either on our skin or over it, to display our mood and deepest passion, or simply to remind ourselves of these things. It is an appreciation like I’ve known for few other things. There is a deep longing that I feel, but I can’t figure out what it is. It’s driving me to the edge of insanity. Like most people I hope for success and the ability to fulfill some of my desires. These wishes and wants I’ve created both from a child and more recently. Hope of travel and yes, I’m not ashamed to admit, material possessions. However, these things only satisfy the short term thirst. Though I haven’t come in contact with these experiences often, I found that accomplishments have a much more profound effect on this cry for satisfaction. Then again, succeeding goes along with these small pursuits, especially when financial gain is thrown into the equation.

What this is boiling down to is, it shames me that once again, I have come to a crossroad. I must decide exactly where to go and what to do with my life. As a child my dreams felt carved in stone, they never wavered. Now as an adult, I see the reality of life and society and begin to formulate a plan of basic necessity, rather than want. The muse in me clashes violently with the realist that lives the everyday life. The only thing I rejoice in, is a mixture of hope and vision, the thought of accomplishment and the realization that all my misfortunes never got the better of me. But like a bad memory, reality haunts me on the daily. Perhaps what is really bothering me, is not knowing what I want and what I need. Like I tell a lot of people, I would rather do something I don’t want to do, than not know what to do. Tomorrow is a new day, I am finally confident I will find my goals. DEFINE them even, make them steel. I hope that on this discovery, I can find out more of who I am, as I will tell you I have not even begun to figure that out.

Love,

Mike