can’t believe it’s been 2 weeks since my last post. I realized that I have a really difficult relationship with this blog – never quite felt like “home” – I guess maybe because I was always apprehensive of what I post here and how it might be perceived – I call it perverted perfectionism.
It’s sounds really cinical – my perfectionism that is – since I’m really far from perfect. I’m also very self-critical. See, a really tortured soul. But I really do want to feel at home here…
Today, for so many reasons I feel really lost. Is it OK to be 26 and a half and feel that lost? Soul searching is really exhausting and painful and right now I wish for something that will save me from myself.
That painting that was not done drying – well, at second look I didn’t like it at all. I’ll try and paint another one tomorrow – a better version.