Okay, so changes happen.
Time passes, and things change. I don't like to work large anymore. I've decided digital art isn't so bad, or so difficult. Living in a motorhome at retirement looks like it might be something I want to do. Instead of looking forward to the next sexual adventure, I'm looking forward to my first grandchild. I have to cut sugar out of my diet as a matter of survival. I left EBSQ. My best childhood friend now weighs over 95 pounds. Change happens... so often, in fact, that 'change' is the only constant.
I like working small. Digital art is an adventure, and wondrously clean and compact.. perfect for travelling. I'll be able to teach my grandchildren something rewarding to do with their computers. Sugar makes me crazy, anyway. I've begun to use DeviantArt. Sherrill now looks like a real and beautiful woman. Life is good.
I'm seriously considering learning to play an acoustic guitar. Maybe, once that's mastered, I'll pick up an electric guitar. One is never too old, or too firmly n a rut, to learn something new. I'm willing to take the risk of failing or looking like a fool in order to feel alive and keep my brain in top condition. Without some risk, there isn't a reward.
I like working small. Digital art is an adventure, and wondrously clean and compact.. perfect for travelling. I'll be able to teach my grandchildren something rewarding to do with their computers. Sugar makes me crazy, anyway. I've begun to use DeviantArt. Sherrill now looks like a real and beautiful woman. Life is good.
I'm seriously considering learning to play an acoustic guitar. Maybe, once that's mastered, I'll pick up an electric guitar. One is never too old, or too firmly n a rut, to learn something new. I'm willing to take the risk of failing or looking like a fool in order to feel alive and keep my brain in top condition. Without some risk, there isn't a reward.