from here on out

I've notice that I am a stick lost in the stream. Floating with the current into the obis that is the ocean of the world. I'm not one to contemplate my life to often, rather I just go about my business from day to day. But this is a problem. I draw, sculpt, and carve, yet I have no idea where my inspiration comes from. This is why I am here now. over the next few weeks I want to examine my past and try and find why I create what I create.

March On

These are not collective thoughts, just remarks on my future.
It's hard to forget the struggles I went through last semester, academically, personally, and emotionally. I could compare it to moments during my High School career. Moments when I had not hope and felt to purpose. But I've had some time away from the chaos of school; some time to relax and collect myself.
Old habits are hard to forget but I'm working to erase them from my life. This semester isn't going to be an easy one, but I hope I now have the drive to succeed, to push myself in my studies, my art work, and empower myself to change my outlook on a few things.
I've spent the past few weeks with those who are important to me. That's the big reason behind my lack of art work right now, but the time was definitely needed.
As the hours count down to my return to college, the time grows closer to set some goals, fill some pretty big shoes, and march on.