i miss the night sky at home. i've become annoyed with bright lights and noisy vehicles. these next five years are so set in stone yet so unknown at the same time. i guess i'm kinda excited about what tomorrow will bring, literally and metaphorically. camping is going to be great. so will heading back to school in the fall. last year, let's face it, i was just too muh of a snob to do a good, no, GREAT job in school. i was resistent to the basics that proved to be invaluable in my growth as an artist. why does life give us so many second chances? i like to think that i'm worth that much that i get to try to do it right again; or maybe life kno