why am i so sad? when there are good things going well in my life? there was progress in a lot of things, good progress :) but part of me is still sad. identity. i feel like a fake person. i don't feel complete until i make something that's complete...and i hope that will be the day i return.

maybe i just need more sun. winter sucks, and i miss the days when i could just wander around the city without a worry. nowadays, even the city i used to love makes me want to escape its noise, crowds, the sights i feel compelled to see and the news i feel compelled to read. i want to feel free again. i’m finding freedom in what i make, i think.

i want to share it with you soon. i’m trying.