elicit77

ok, I haven't updated this jounal in yorks. I may as well get my dollar's worth to the very end of my subscription. Lets see, fuck, I have nothing to say. I guess life is flat-lining right now. I'm just waiting for school to start again this month, oh yeah, I was also thinking of getting back into diving and taking some welding classes to refresh my welding skills. Thats it, I'm so sleepy. Going to bed now. Oh yes, I forgot, I found my sense of art again! I've been in a drought for about 7 years. I used to draw, paint, sculpt using any kind of medium I could lay my hand on. Then one day I just stopped and I don't know why. Then about a week ago, I was reading in the back yard, my cat Osmosis was sitting on this giant flower pot in the middle of my back yard meowing like some mad cat for nothing. So, I go over to pet Osmosis and give him a big hug (my cat loves hugs) and right then I found some charcoal next to Osmosis, he stopped meowing. I just grabbed the charcoal and noticed its retangular shape and the feel of the charcoal, I love that feel of charcoal. Next thing you know I whipped out a portrait of my cat, the oak trees around, and a woman (I don't know who she is), all with some little piece of charcoal. Furthermore, the piece that I whipped out was incredible and extremely satisfying. My sister saw what I did and she was raving about it all day and the next. Here I am now after a 7 year drought of uncreativeness, drawing again, and also whenever I can and my Mom is around I paint with her (she loves to use water color). I just curious as to what pushed me back into a creative mind set again. Was it the light in the trees and the way they fell on the pavement? It must have been something, I have no idea what it was.