justlittleolme

i got a raise today.
somedays... well, most days... i wish i could be home crafting instead of being at work. my boy told me something last night that i can't seem to get out of my head. he said that all artists don't starve. it made me happy.

last night i had a weird dream. i dreamt that i tattooed full sleeves on myself. then i looked at my arms in the mirror and said to myself, "i guess that's not bad for my first time tattooing". then i realized the permanancy and had an overwhelming feeling of remorse.

i want a different life but i'm scared to take the step. i make a fair amount of money and that regular paycheck would be hard to let go. i've written about this before. same old story. ho hum.

thanks for reading.
love,
d