April 2011
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Tonight I feel unaccomplished. Incomplete. Unfulfilled. A failure. I’ve tried so many ways over so many years to artistically put myself out there, and have flirted with “the real thing” so many times. What if I’ve been following the wrong artistic path? Or what if I’ve been following the right one the wrong way? There are so many things I understand. So many things I...