fickle creatures

(post it imagery courtesy of the parsons pupils)

a funny thing happens to your psyche when you spend 97% of your days around artists. the frivolous can be mistaken as the almighty; the fictitious can be masked by truth; and the whimsical characters have their mr popularity moments.

wowsers. listen to me. i'm starting to sound like them.

lately this brain has been the epitome of DTM (do'in too much)...
to the point where a lifestyle of solitude sounds heavenly.

someone shutdown the kawawa-ness
&
remind the author that she's exactly where she's supposed to be.