||[Sep. 26th, 2005|05:44 pm]
I'm itching to get away from here. I've been feeling stuck, particularly at the office (where I am now). It's time to move on. I've also promised myself one fun class each quarter. The first one will likely be figure drawing. We'll see. I think that'll be a fair break from math, chemistry and anatomy. I'll be able to keep up if I kick my own ass. And if I pour all my defeatist attitudes into some sort of release like drawing and painting and sculpting, I will be fine.
I can't wait to start a new life. Again. I'm looking forward to acquainting myself with a new climate and landscape. I was feeling done here. 35 is not done, no matter how old it looks from 19. I don't like the idea of settling. Or settling down.