Obviously I don't have much to say ever, and really, that's just how I am, quite quiet. I'm out of art college, decided it wasn't for me, seemed ineveitable, I'm going through an existential funk as I've been calling it. Trying to figure out what I'm here for and what i want to do. I moved back to Sacramento and am living with my brother and his girlfriend, they're bound to get married soon, seems weird. I'm into philosophy now, reading Hume's a Treatise of Human Nature, and Kant's Critique of Pure Reason. One area of study I've taken from school is anatomy, I find it amazingly intruiging, I wish I had motivation to carry through with it. I'll start posting more, seems reasonable enough, eh? I'm off to find a job, maybe then I'll get out of this ditch I'm in. I've been analyzing dreams lately as well, theres some crazy shit going on in there, it's awesome.
Live life, it's shit, but it is.
Live life, it's shit, but it is.
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i like the things you like, and my dreams are wicked and i dont know what i would do with out them. it is almost like a second life that is always changing and i always dream up something new.