I wish I had the guts to forsake all in wild abandonment for what my soul yearns for. I wish I had the guts to sell it all and take off for an artist community somewhere, living on meager means but doing what I love all day, writing, creating, loving, living.
I feel like I’m existing, not truly living my life to the fullest. Most days I mask
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I would have thought it was the kids.
I feel like I’m existing, not truly living my life to the fullest. Most days I mask that feeling.
I feel the same way, but try not to think of it much because if I did then the sadness would and regret would smother me.
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No seriously - my eldest - he just got his own place. He's going to be a father. He's working fulltime. I'm amazed. He reminds me of me when I was 17. I was bursting, mature and ready to get out there.
My youngest - he's starting private school this year in Washington - another reason why I'll be going back - not just for the pine trees and rain and beautiful, diverse, poetically pagan people -
I just miss it so much (see reply to mz golden below so i'm not repeating myself) -
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I'm in Reno - we don't have that scene here. We have gamblers and crackheads. We have one poetry spot, and it's SO wack - girl, I won't even start on that.
I feel starved - completely starved. I need artist connection very badly.
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Why? Because we feed into that illusion of stability.
Right there with you, chica. I've already set my plans in motion. Planning on moving no later than next summer and moving on with my life.
Do it, Vennie. Life is too short. Don't ever look back and think "what if". Instead, look back and think "I did". Whether it works out or not you gave it a shot.
Know what I mean :-)
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