I’m a strange person. I always keep my options open until the very last minute and then make an impulse decision… and although its TERRIFYING – I don’t feel like I’ve done my life that much wrong. Yeah I’ve had to bail myself out of a couple fuck ups – but in hindsight I see all the growing and learning that came from every single one of them.
Currently – I’ve been in New York for about 6 months – and I’m finding it impossible to figure out a visa so that I can stay any longer. It’s shitty.. This place just started to really feel like home.. somewhere I could be for a minute.. and now I have to leave.
The only thing I’m looking forward to is a couple months of solitude. It sounds lame as hell – but I just want to be by myself and go into my brain a little further. I want to spend a month retard high, be depressed, go a little crazy – and see what dope weird shit I can come up with… in all aspects of art. My music, writing, drawing, painting, jewelry and design.. I just want to create without distraction.. in my weird dark place.
I need to go back to places that I said I’d never go back to… just to remember where I came from… so that I can figure out where I’m going to go from there. For the first time – money isn’t an issue. I could go anywhere in the world… and I’ve thought about moving to strange places like Thailand or Europe.. but I just want to go HOME for a minute.