I have an opportunity to show my artwork to someone who actually deals in it and knows what he’s talking about.  He’s already seen a couple of my pieces and has said that he really, really fucking likes them.  I want to show more, have something else in my portfolio that might push along this career that I want, but for the life of me why won’t I get the fuck up and finish the pieces that I’m working on.

My brain is fucked.  When I experimented with drugs, years ago this is what I found:  Cocaine makes me fall asleep. (yes, I’ve tried it a few times with the same results) and everything else besides a bowl of fluffy weed makes me into a Zombie.

Weed however snaps me awake (yes I know very strange indeed) and allows me to open the creative gates for hours and hours at a time.  I do not smoke any longer due to my job.  I need my job and they drug test, so that’s out but sometimes I feel like I need a joint or two.

When I feel like I feel today?  The gates need to be opened.  I will not miss this opportunity.  I.  Will.  Not.

I’m getting off, friends.  I have a page to finish.  I just needed to get that out.

As always, thanks for listening/reading.

ToddAlan.