This Little Light of Mine

What a terrible title.

Anyway, it's strangely appropriate. I didn't plan it that way, I promise. That goddamn song was in my head for no reason and it happens to relate to my topic. In a horribly cheesy, smiling at church kind of way.

It's time for me to get serious about design. This semester I was spending more time searching for terra firma and pulling myself into a new, improved self than learning anything. I've reached a semblance of stability and it's time for me to focus on things beyond my own head. My design skills knowledge was stunted about two years ago and it's time to expand. I finally got a chance to walk through the student show today and was amazed at some of the work. I had two or three things up, but they paled in comparison to the professional pieces around it. If I am not among the best at a small school, how do I expect to get anywhere in the real world?

Also, I need to shed a thick layer of skin that's been nagging for almost a year. It just needs to end. I have to figure out how to let it go once and for all.

I need a good challenge. A challenge besides myself. I want something to show for it all. For all the energy I pour into things. I never feel rewarded for anything. It's like I grab hold of something to be passionate about, drain everything I have into it, just be destroyed, leaving me empty.

I would also like some chocolate and cold, filtered water. No ice, though.