I have no idea where it's at (my mind that is). I don't even think that's any of my business. What I do know is, is that I am trying to figure it all out. I get my cards read. I love horoscopes. I just can't pinpoint where my life is going. I want it to go somewhere great and magical. I am venturing into things I have never done before and that's okay.
Everything is artistically based. It is fucking visceral. At this point I am on the verge of painting with my guts. My soul is all the primary colors, but dammit the secondary are creeping in. My mental collapse last year left me dazed and confused. Yet, I still rise. Yet, I still grind.
I am living my best life.
I am in living colour.