steak dinner

Good evening ladies and gentlemen;
slightly feverish and stuffed up but I'm doing okay, it's that out of body feeling you get when your allergies attack your brain and every crevice inbetween.
So much for New Mexico, another year perhaps I need some more time.
I've been busy translating my thoughts into color on your canvas, I never really begin knowing what I'm creating yet when I finish it's speaking to me just the way I'd hope it would.
Soul music, windows open, on the floor, the dog days of august are coming to an end and I feel autumn creeping up from behind though right now, right here i feel the sweet sweat of summer dripping down my temple. no complaints, i like it this way.
Shadow is sprawled out on the carpet, he turned 10 this year. I can't believe it, I remember the first time I laid eyes on that pup and it's been pure love and bliss since, what a wonderful animal.
I'm currently broke as a joke, not completely jobless but JoAnn's is a total joke, 4 hours a week? Psh. I've been selling art here and there but the whole starving artist thing isn't cutting it. I need to get out of this hell hole, I need to move, I need my space.
Brother and father are barking at my face, no concentration.
I'll be back, maybe.
xo