SORE.

still no sleep.

still can’t sleep.

sore knee.

sore shoulders.

adhd.

meds.

meds.

meds.

no money for physio.

no money for vacations.

no money for dinners.

no money for my daughter.

living paycheck to paycheck in a job that bores me and forces me to wake up at 3am everyday.

TIME FOR A CHANGE.

what to do?

how to do it?

research.

ask around.

brainstorm ideas.

real concrete ideas.

THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX.

get better.

get healthier.

sore.

sore.

sore.

FUCK THE PHONIES.

FUCK THE PHONIES.

FUCK THE PHONIES.

i’m surrounding myself with the wrong people.

i need artists. real artists. not fluffy puppets who bow down to rich corporate producers and shitty showrunners.

I AM AN ARTIST.

BE ONE.

drink water.

drink wine.

turning holy water into wine.

god…are you still there?

why can’t i shake this illness?

what illness do i have?

so much technology and not enough money to take advantage of it.

ohhh…i almost forgot…HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY.