Mar 29, 2011 22:08
all i ever feel about my life lately is an uncertainty akin to numbness.
sometimes i think i represent the suffering of every age. i portrayed the crisis of age 7 just as adequately as i did the trauma of age 16.
i'm always confused and unsure and searching for some hulking creature just skirting the edge of the shadows. is it greatness? is it adventure? is it doom? who knows... but i'm running after this phantom like my life depends on it. because it does.maybe this is why people relate to me.
i am perpetually coming-of-age.
lately the photography stuff has been going well. early summer is when the horse circuit really picks up so hopefully i can make some decent money soon and really get my name out. even though having a business is something wonderful and ambitious, it's also crazy to me because this was not something i ever wanted.
what's that?you can't always get what you want. but if you try sometimes you just might find you get what you need.
well put, mick.
i've gotten some rejections from grad school, but i'm not giving up. if i have to keep applying for the next 10 years until I get in somewhere, I will. my persistence is both a strength and a flaw. i'm also going to try magazines and (grudgingly) newspapers again. i hate journalism but hey, if hemingway did it ...
i may never be a famous writer, but i'm going to fucking try.
that's really all i can do anymore is try. try everything. because time feels like its going by faster and faster everyday. and i had dreams for myself and my life. why have i let go of my bohemian independence? when did i stop looking for the american dream?
i don't know where this life is taking me. but buy the ticket, take the ride.