So, I think I'm ready now...I've been struggling with writing on this again because I've felt sort of complacent and not really knowing what to write, so today, between the grey mundanity of the day and the fact that my house feels the same way, I thought...I can write.
I got my US paperwork from Montreal on Monday, and I'm almost ready to send it back, and then (hope against hope) get a date for a Visa interview. It's craziness it seems. I'm no terrorist (well, not of the physical kind anyways...) perhaps a spriritual terrorist seeking to further advance the light and kick the darkness back into the corner with my purple-laced Converse sneakers -- we'll see, time can only begin to bring me to places where I might not want to be.
So, after a period of spirirtualy amazing significance, I'm left here...sort of bored, not really sure "where too" next...it's strange, I'm begining to desparatly want to do music, on stage, in front of real people, but I don't know if we're there yet, and I sort of feel like my artistic inspiration is waneing (not sure if that's how you spell that or not...) I guess to sum it up, I feel spiritually alright, but wanting more, and inspirationally dry, wanting to just burst forth with some expresssion where I don't have to listen to anyone but ME! (selfish!), I guess, just create for myself...and maybe if I could do that, it would just be one giant multi-colored scribble, because that's sort of how I feel right now.