I was an art major in college. I graduated 5 years ago, and I haven't painted since 2006. It makes me sad, but yet I continue to not do it. I honestly confound myself. I am full of excuses lately as to why I am the way I am, and I offer them to just about everyone, including those who don't even ask. I am frustrated with myself these days. I lack direction and motivation, and I never thought I'd say this, but I really miss college. It gave me a sense of direction which made me feel more secure in the world. I used to believe in myself, and my abilities. I used to believe that I had abilities. Now, I'm not so sure I do. So, I happened upon this place, and decided to put up some art and writing. It's not that I think I'm good or anything, but maybe something I've created will touch someone or make them think about life differently. You never know, and that's all you can ever hope for I guess.