So it's been ages since I wrote in my journal. I don't think anyone reads these but they are here for me mostly so I can look back and see where my mind was at that particular point in time. Where is my mind at now you ask? I'm pretty happy. But I'm also scared. Recently I quit my shitty retail job to pursue art more. I've noticed, and others have noticed, that I haven't been spending alot of time doing what I love to do. It's like a muscle. If you don't use it, it starts to wither and die. I'm hoping to not have that happen. Now I may not be the best artist on DeviantArt, Society 6 or other online galleries, but I LOVE what I do.