St. Patricks Day
Yes, it is St. Patricks Day. I don't know where to start, so I wont. Simply put. I have a lot of decision making to make within the next few months. I'm living in Martinez again, and surprisingly I am very happy about it. I'm living with my mom, with my boyfriend. My boyfriend and I really need space from each other. I feel that we are the most perfect couple, I could not be any happier with someone, yet I feel spending every waking moment together is not healthy. I want to go out and do my own crazy/sweet/lovely things. Like today. I went on a Harley ride to a lake, I ate egg rolls and basked in the sun. I played with my dog, and I enjoyed that too.
I just want to paint, messy, very very messy. I love concentrating on color sometimes, just getting lost in it and forgetting about shape all together. I brought some drawing stuff out of storage. A friend of mine wants to paint too, I'm looking forward to that.
I just want to paint, messy, very very messy. I love concentrating on color sometimes, just getting lost in it and forgetting about shape all together. I brought some drawing stuff out of storage. A friend of mine wants to paint too, I'm looking forward to that.