I am back from the deepest floors of Hell, having climbed upon the dead bodies of my mortal enemies and having mastered the art of life, by defeating and killing my Master in his own art. Heh.
Just kidding, I just got through a long lasting depressive episode of my life where I had almost entirely lost my mind, and have now turned the page on that chapter and am ready to depart on something which ought to be very interesting and rich.
Began to realize it's high time I took care of myself a little more, understanding how the world works a bit better and such, appreciating what I have, and embarking on a journey questioning God and his motives.
Hah, no. It's buddhism.
Trying to understand a little bit more on the romantic algorithm.
Fixing health related conundrums.
Above all, I'm off to study Art, in a city I've never seen before, trying to fix a little bit of this mess and follow a passion I've been attempting to cultivate for a good long while.
Turns out, I literally can't do what I'm not interested in, so... *claps hands once* what are you going to do?
It'll push my limits from an introverted perspective, involving skill, patience, distance from family and my home, and a major obstacle being that of ambition.
Hoping this won't be a major failure, or I won't be in a good place, but I've been trying to clear things up for myself to the best of my chronically depressed ability. Hahaha.
I feel a change is coming, and it feels pretty intense so far.
Having a good feeling,
pray for me and I'll thank you dearly,
— Sam.