The Weeks' Ahead...

In the coming weeks, I plan on trying to get as much writing and art done as I possibly can. I have so many ideas and thoughts locked away in my head that just seems to be going to waste.

I have so many sketches and rough drafts in various stages of completion that I need to make sure that I get them done. There is no excuse for my procrastination. I've been trying to make sure that I stay motivated and focused. I'm going to get back to working in my sketchbook everyday. I occasionally do doodles and sketches at work that I've put in my sketchbook but I don't carry my sketchbook as often as I used to do. That's going to change. Well that's it for this weekend. Not too much going on as of yet.

 Until next week...

-Namaste

Weekend update

Still working out somethings and I hope you guys are being patient with me, you the faithful few.

In the next few weeks I will share everything that's been going on.

Until then...

-Namaste

Random Randomness Ensues or the 80s Rocked!

The other day I was listening to an 80s instant mix on Google Play music. As the songs were playing it got me to thinking...one of the reasons I love 80s music so much is because it really takes me back.

I was an 80s kids and back then I really didn't have a care in the world. On a more deeper level, my whole family was complete. Everything was all right with the world. I sometime wish I could still have that feeling in my adulthood. Not saying that I don't want to have a care in the world, I'm really just saying that I miss my complete family. And since I can't have my complete family still, I'll always have 80s...

Until next week...




-Namaste

Shuck your Shells...

What do you do when it seems like all you are doing is skirting by? I have always prided myself on having a set plan and a way of doing things but lately I feel like I have really given in to the strong ideology of "Leap of Faithism". I have been lucky so far but in the back of my head I feel like I'm playing Russian Roulette with a 6 shooter loaded with 5 in the cylinder.

I am beginning to really hate not knowing and leaving things to chance and faith. Sure I am trying to make things happen as well but for the most part I have been going under the assumption that things will work themselves out. I miss having more control of my life. I need to find away to get back to that person while still being the guy who takes chances when need be. Until then, I will continue to feel the way I do from time to time.

That's all I have for you guys this week.

Until next week...



-Namaste

One Year Ago on this Date...

One year ago on this very date (Sep 26), I took a giant leap of faith. I packed up and in the early morning of this date one year ago, I left Baltimore for Charlotte. It has been a very trying year for me...especially the last few months. In some ways I feel as though that's OK. I didn't quite know what to expect when I embarked on this undertaking. This was new territory to me. I left my comfort zone and started anew.

In a way, I usually feel like I'm still just visiting but every time I get paid I brought back to the reality that I'm not still a visitor. (I'm paying NC taxes, lol) I am finding being from somewhere else is also a good conversation starter as well. I've had small talk(which is weird because I hate small talk) with people who almost always immediately pick up on my accent. I proudly say I am from Baltimore.

I miss Baltimore...I'm not going to lie. I miss my family, I miss my friends...I miss that energy Baltimore has and one about my O's...Eutaw Street is going to be rocking next month. I think once I get back on track, I'll go back to visit for a few days. Or I will make it my mission to get back at least twice a year.

Well as I begin year 2 of my transition, I hope things look much brighter on the other side of the trees. That's all I have for you guys this week.

Until next week...



-Namaste

Adult Choices...

You know faithful few sometimes I look at myself as a late-bloomer. I have friends who I have known more than half of my life, in some instances 3 decades, (Yes, I am telling my age...) who have families or are married. Now I am not comparing myself to them, I am just pointing out the differences in our current situations. I am happily involved with a very supporting and loving young lady who I love with all my heart so I found happiness. It's just a lot of things have always come later than now for me. I recently had a conversation with one of my new coworkers who is exactly 10 years younger than me but has been married for 11 years!

Now I know what you guys are thinking right now..."Hmmm, is he ready to be married?" and no that's not it. That just so happens to be the example that I chose to start this blog off with. The theme of this blog if you will is Adult Choices. I have always been mature for my age but I've still had that little big kid in my guiding me some of the time. My one friend would say that the choices I made were right for me at the time and that I made the most of them but on some instances I would beg to differ.
While some of my friends were going hard in the work force, I chose to go to college and mind you I made the adult choice to put myself through college...I still sometimes see where I could have attacked things differently.

Like I regret to going to school in Chicago a couple of years after I graduated from art school. My sole decision for not going, was pretty much that I felt like I wouldn't be able to go to school that far from home and work at the same time. Right there my big inner kid overruled the adult in me and decided against taking the Adult Choice and going for it. Who know where I could have been right now...

Recently I have been taking the Adult Choices option and going for it... (see my leap of faith to quit my job and relocate to Charlotte) I have always made the Adult Choice when it came to my finances for the most part, its just other parts of my life that I am slow to make it happen with. I can say that in the past few months I have gotten really good at kicking the big inner kids ass and making sure that I do whats best. So I am getting there. Don't get me wrong there is nothing wrong with being a late bloomer, Peter Roget invented the Thesaurus at 73! That's all I have for you guys this week.

Until next week...


-Namaste