Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

Holy shit. If I stare at a blank page long enough, I can actually see a picture in the texture of the paper and trace it freehand That's fucking craaaazy!

When art block gets in the way of a deadline...

5551 SW Admiral Way, Seattle, WA 98116

Street parking is on SW Stevens St just before the bridge.

To those who are interested, I'm going to Schmitz Park in West Seattle tomorrow afternoon at 1pm! It appears there might be rain so dress for the weather and be prepared for muddy spots on the trail!

It's really starting to hit me. Just how many lifetimes worth of experiences I've had in the span of just 26 years... If this is a sign of what's to come, it's going to be a hell of a ride. The true initiation never ends, and a hero's journey is never over.

There's nothing quite like the feelings of self doubt that come from past experiences where no matter how honest and sincere you are, someone always thought you were lying and berated you for it...

It always makes you second guess yourself when you're being honest because a part of you is on edge about everyone doubting you... That has to be the most psychologically damaging feeling out there.

Looks like we're expecting rain tomorrow. Ibrecommend dressing for the weather. That includes adequate footwear for muddy trails.

I'm looking at the bright side of all this. I can catch up with everybody in my community, I can put effort into helping complete the arts collective I'm in, I can focus on media production with Cascadia Underground, and I can finally focus on being a cartoonist.

The cabin can wait. All I wish is to pursue the career I've always dreamed of, and give a big fuck you to wage slavery.

And on that note, a friend just offered to put in a good word for me at an Apple store!

That being said, can anyone recommend well-paying part time jobs?

Fuck it. I should just find part time work and focus everything on being a cartoonist.

It always feels weird calling myself a laser-focused and concrete thinker at work when outside of it I'm always stuck in abstract, creative thinking and existential concepts.

And then I realize just how little this has to do with absolutes. I'm indeed an abstract thinker, but I need a job where I'm a concrete thinker because it's grounding. There is something very zen about falling into the pattern of digging a hole or laying bricks.

We're two days away from the end of March and so much has happened that the whole entire month has gone by like three... Holy shit.

To close up the front end of my van. Encased in total privacy. I am in my own sacred space. The world out there doesn't effect what's in here. Everything that matters is right here, right now, in the present. Inside this little spaceship. Sailing across the universe. Everything that happens out there doesn't affect what is in here.

"If you have been brutally broken but still have the courage to be gentle to other living beings, then you're a badass with a heart of an angel."

Thank you, Keanu Reeves. This sums up my life excellently.

Actually, make that Sunday.

I'm going back there this Saturday if anyone's interested!

I'm in tears when I say that I care about this community. I love it to death. From deep down in my heart... I want to help in whatever way I can, and contribute my all to it. You're all beautiful people, and with that I strive to be a reliable friend that everyone can count on.