Today

This weekend was a three-day weekend in honor of MLK. I certainly appreciate the extra time away from work. I have to take the day off work because my employer does not give it to us. I did not have anything to do today, but I took the day off anyway. The wife would have stayed with the kids, and I would have been clear to go to work. I took the day off because of principle. It is a NATIONAL FUCKING HOLIDAY, so I stayed home and will continue to do so.

No more soapboxes; that is not why I am here.

I am here because there are just some days when I feel alone. I feel alien to everything around me. I spent the day with my beautiful wife and children and yet I felt alone most of the day. I sometimes start up conversation with my wife to chase the loneliness away, but it is always there, and I do not know what it is.

Outside of keeping this online journal I have also been drawing a lot lately. It has certainly helped. I feel as though there is an artist inside me that wants to get out and live. I thought a lot today about where I am at with my art, and where I am at with my school, and about the job.

I have two more years of school if I keep at the same pace that I am going now. I guess I am just feeling restless. I am not doing a major that enhances me as an artist, so sometimes I feel like what am I doing?

That has been today.