now
Creator/Mother
Artist & Poet
Interior Designer
Writer
...happy.
THEN
This is just a story...
my story...
my story...
...happening right now as we speak. I feel that it could be something brilliant, fresh and new or maybe perhaps I selfishly want to see something that has yet to be portrayed, something in which I live on a daily basis.
I, like the rest of the world, am going through a hard time and painstakingly worried but appearing aloof at the desperate financial situation occurring all around. There are no jobs, less prospects, hardly any securities and I am lucky enough for the meantime to live in a bubble.
Well I should rephrase...I know when and where my next paycheck is coming from, I have medical insurance, get vaccinated 1st and when a disaster occurs I know where my shelter lies. All of this may seem like paradise but I am a puppet...
...government property; used, tested and discarded to make room for the next faster and stronger thing to come along. I have little to no rights, I stand up and fight in wars and have virtually no stability to lead a normal life. I don't even know if I could be a civilian again or how much doing what I do has altered me forever.
What I am choosing to share with you is a brief glimpse, a snapshot into the deepest, darkest recesses of my cold and damaged soul. I hope you like it and see the possibility of something more as I begin the resuscitation process and make sense of who I am...again.
