I've been trying to stay as busy as possible.
At the end of May, I quit my day job because I just couldn't afford to work there anymore. For five years they refused to take out taxes on me, and so I owe about $5,000 dollars in back taxes.
I'd already found another job, but after only a week of working there, they ran out of hours to give me. It was only part-time, and all I asked for was fifteen hours a week.
Then, on July 15th, my father died after having heart surgery.
I've managed to remain strong for the most part, though the pain does catch up with me. There are those little things that grasp my heart and remind me that I'll never see my dad again.. Not in this life.
But I'm ok.
My father when through a lot over the years, dealing with so many health problems, including recovering from a stroke last year. He had undergone so much pain.. So now I can somewhat rest with the faith in knowing that he's ok, too.
As of late, my faith in myself faulters a lot. In spirit, I'm a successful artist. Financially, I'm a complete failure.
But I continue onward, not knowing what tomorrow will bring, hoping what I've hoped for years.. That all the beauty I've known in the past will somehow be reflected in the future.
I don't know how long it'll be before I get around to writing another one of these posts.
I'm going to stay busy.
I suggest you do the same.