I've been quiet, yet loud with my works. After moving away, investing myself passionately into school, and visiting Ireland (which was the most beautiful, art-filled experience of my life so far), I've really learned how to be the me I've always wanted and that's really coming out in my art. I can talk about things. I call things beautiful.
Since I graduated, a non-profit hired me and I'm actually doing the things I love and am good at. Writing, editing, photography, management, & running the occasional cocktail party. I run my own photography business as a sole proprietorship & while that's just starting, it's really exciting to integrate art & business. I'm also getting involved with local art competitions and maybe... one day, I'll have the courage to pull back my layers read my poetry in public. I'm finally planning my wedding and while my poor, 17-year old car is on its last leg, I can't complain where I finally found myself in life. My new motto has been I'm only poor in funds; in all else, I'm rich (especially when it comes to cuddly naps with my cat). These may seem like surface enjoyments, but we are what we do. Through discord & deliverance we trudge.
In the meantime, with all my professional & art endeavors, I'm planning my dream trip the UK. It can't come soon enough. But if there's anything I'll admit I've learned, it's patience.