know myself

...I’m finally getting all that crap out that happened years ago. All of the non-talking about it has come to a head.

And a nonfiction piece of mine might end up in a book of writing. Hell yeah. First published piece. I’m trying to get the organizing into serious motion. I have an exhibition next month where I’m reading some poetry and I’m a bit nervous, but…mostly real excited. Like I’m actually doing something. Now if I can just get comfortable in my skin, that’d be lovely. I just have to accept the past things that I cannot change and move forward.

I’m really pleased…if I look into the materials, I could get a free ride for my master’s. ...this possibility entrances me.

But first. A shake. I really want a shake.

I’m becoming more aware of who I am…trying things out…finding what fits and what doesn’t. And I like it because things are just naturally falling into place. A friend mentioned last night that I should worry less…and the old me would instantly get mad and defensive and last night…I actually wondered what life would be like without all this worry. :P So I’m gonna tackle that.

Even hanging out with friends, I get restless if we sit in one place for a long time. I’ve always been on the move, and rarely have I sat around and truly cloud-watched. So I think, that after work tomorrow afternoon, I will do just that. ^^