Thursday, December 28
i was doodling and drawing flowers on my diary a few hours back when i felt a stinging sense of nostalgia. man i missed those zig pen tattoo-ing days with helen!
i miss art.
something is lacking in my life these days. something called momentum, that driving force which brought me to greater heights back in my alma mater. in art, that is.
maybe that's why nowadays i'm often afraid to make the effort. i'm always trying to hide, to conceal. there seems to be this constant fear in me that whatever i used to have is slowly fading into nothingness. a lack of confidence.
and for 5 years, this fear always seems to grow stronger whenever the momentum stops.
i need to get it back, before all is lost.
there she goes
12:43 AM