Okay so I got a job, and Yea I finally get to be materialistic again. So why then am I not as excited as a materialistic girl like me should be? And I really should be since I do not fit very happily into the starving artist category. But yes I am starving for some cute shoes and a nice new pair of ratty jeans. And I wonder why I can't get paid to do the thing I love but then we should all be so lucky. And I guess I am just glad to try and be normal again, and I certainly won't have to scrimp and scratch. And I hope I will be happier and I hope the depressing days will be gone and at least I still do have the paper and pen and computer to make my clouds into warming rays of sun and I can't wait to leave the desert and move back to the mountains. And at least I won't feel like I'm living next to nothing. And I hope I don't long for the days of being a starving artist. I hope I find some happiness here where I'm going. Cause I don't think I'm going back. Ever again.




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