My mental state is best described as fragile today. I don't want to be at work. I actually don't want to be anywhere except maybe walking in a ravine for hours and hours or in bed sleeping.
I am full of doubts and guilt and I'm not fun to be with. Still, the brain factory chugs on and on. I finally have the hook for the last act of my fic novel. (Chapter 4 should be life this week, X-fans) But I'm riddled with guilt because I'm going to miss my comic deadline this week. I just got too busy with my brother and life and RESTING on the weekend.
I would like to be able to go pedal to the metal all the time. I wish I could be that person but I can't.
I'm going down not very useful roads about wasted opportunities in my past. I hate regret and try to banish it from my thoughts, but I'm really feeling it today. What was broken in me that I didn't have the confidence to grab my dreams? And now that I am waking up a bit into the life of an artist, where will I find this confidence and where will I find the time?
The clogging of arteries takes on a metaphorical role: the pipe through which I try to force my dreams is occluding.
I am full of doubts and guilt and I'm not fun to be with. Still, the brain factory chugs on and on. I finally have the hook for the last act of my fic novel. (Chapter 4 should be life this week, X-fans) But I'm riddled with guilt because I'm going to miss my comic deadline this week. I just got too busy with my brother and life and RESTING on the weekend.
I would like to be able to go pedal to the metal all the time. I wish I could be that person but I can't.
I'm going down not very useful roads about wasted opportunities in my past. I hate regret and try to banish it from my thoughts, but I'm really feeling it today. What was broken in me that I didn't have the confidence to grab my dreams? And now that I am waking up a bit into the life of an artist, where will I find this confidence and where will I find the time?
The clogging of arteries takes on a metaphorical role: the pipe through which I try to force my dreams is occluding.
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Date: 2006-07-24 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 02:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-24 07:49 pm (UTC)Part of the very nature of a dream is the fact that you doubt it, at least a little bit. It's a dream. The fact that you're able to make any of yours come real at all makes you really fucking special.
<3
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Date: 2006-07-24 07:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 02:06 pm (UTC)"LJ ATE MY <3!!!!!"
Here's my butt in thanks.
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Date: 2006-07-25 02:07 pm (UTC)Give my regards to your butt.
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Date: 2006-07-25 01:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 02:08 pm (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2006-07-27 06:07 am (UTC)