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I can't help but feel that my skin is two sizes too small and all I want to do is take it off and give it a few good shakes before putting it on again. I believe I know the cause of it all too.
I'm thinking my increasing level of antsy-ness is due to my artistic urges coming back. For almost three years I've been cruising along on a wave of artistic apathy, not caring about what I used to love simply because I was the square trying to fit myself into the round hole. What I thought I wanted to do with my art wasn't it at all, and the three years of not caring was the direct result and thank god it seems to be coming to an end. My hands keep itching to put something together and my brain is finally clicking in a way it hasn't in awhile.
It's kind of frightening to lose something about yourself that you love and an even bigger relief when you've found that you haven't lost it at all, you've just simply misplaced it.
I'm thinking my increasing level of antsy-ness is due to my artistic urges coming back. For almost three years I've been cruising along on a wave of artistic apathy, not caring about what I used to love simply because I was the square trying to fit myself into the round hole. What I thought I wanted to do with my art wasn't it at all, and the three years of not caring was the direct result and thank god it seems to be coming to an end. My hands keep itching to put something together and my brain is finally clicking in a way it hasn't in awhile.
It's kind of frightening to lose something about yourself that you love and an even bigger relief when you've found that you haven't lost it at all, you've just simply misplaced it.
