Tired....(15)

     Four days of work in a row, 23 hours in total spanning between 10 A.M. to 7:15 P.M. depending on the day. But, it was a pay week, so my motivation was high, but my energy is not anymore. Really, i'm just glad my only real worries are school based and easily solvable. Exhaustion teleports me into my bed, even if i'm not sleepy because it really is comfortable to just lay there without any more commitments for the day. My thoughts are rudimentary, what drink I would like with dinner, which of my DVRed programs I want to watch, what websites I want to search for humorous videos and if I just want to call it a day and go to sleep.

Artist's Statement

Art is everything, even the way grass grows up from the soil is a form of art of nature. There is no limit for what art can or can not be and there never should be reason for this.  It can bring great joy to some and equally great sorrow to others. I love art, but hate too in certain ways. I like to dream and think up ideas of limitless capabilities, but I dislike the time and effort neccessary for these ideas to transend my mind to my material. I will always dream many wonderous and exciting things in my mind, whether it is for a project or merely entertainment, but I know in order to make these dreams a reality, the dedication must be made and there is no compromise for it.