Sleeping Lessons.

"I've got nothing left on which I depend."




I'm not starting over because I want to, but because I have to. For my own sanity of course. Things will get better. Time heals all.


You know, that old hat.

But it's more complex than time itself. It's self-healing. You have to want to get better and change. And I do. I'm not sure if I'm talking in circles, which I usually do when I'm stumped on how to get the words out correctly. So try to stay with me here.


I originally got the appreciation I deserved in the beginning. Much too early if you ask me. I hadn't been where I am now as an artist. But now that I'm much more advanced I'm getting less and less appreciation. I am not getting the praise or attention that I truly deserve. And I know I try much harder than the rest in my class. For the approval. Am I going blind and not seeing what everyone else is seeing, that I've truly lost what I had before. Or am I not being seen... Have they gone blind?

Honorable Mention isn't worth anything in my world.


I'm not going to lie when I admit I am a sore loser. But I know that I'm better than most. And if no one has that kind of confidence in me then why shouldn't I have this confidence in me?

Question after question. It's the blind leading the blind.



Don't worry, someday I will have a post a little more light-hearted.