i find myself, just a few hours after posting such a contented post, crying for no apparent reason. i decided to do somthing useful with myself by going online. at least i can kinda keep my mind of myself. i miss my best friend, valette. she lives in anchorage (about a seven hour drive from here in fairbanks) so there's not a lot of chances to go visit her. maybe i'm feeling a little sorry for myself. not too happy with where i am, what i'm doing. not sure what else to say. so sad such a nice day turned into such a lame day without much happening to change it.
i'm an artist trying to find her way in this world. i'm a writer, a visual artist, a jeweler. i'm an explorer and a survivor, a recovering addict and a seeker of beauty. i search for meaning and truth and joy always, in every little moment.