Artist & Imaginary Friend
I'm searching searching searching I constantly feel like I'm somehow off the path I'm supposed to be on. It's as though I'm walking next to the road instead of on it. I mean the grass feels great between my toes, but is this really where I belong? Why do I feel like someone or something is calling me but I can't tell from which direction? It's as though I'm almost where I need to be and I get distracted by a flower or butterfly or some such
I am an artist and LOVE creating, but even that feels empty somehow- as though I am juuuust missing that thing that message that one piece that will make my work speak louder. I am searching.
I may always be searching