Prometeus

Many things changed. Some for good, some simply to learn something. Cleaning is due. Trying to make new mistakes, never the same ones. Nothing to write right now. Many things to do, many things to live, many things to be grateful for. Thank you.

... Or almost, since my last journal entry. Perhaps it's because I don't know what to say. Perhaps, what I say, you don't understand (mainly because english is not my native language)... Perhaps, just perhaps, I'm not always in the mood to share anecdotes..., what I think, what I feel, I'm not always able to turn them into words. Lots of things have happened these three years; yet in quietness, my soul was moving. Sometimes consciously, sometimes not; I think growth is unavoidable when you realize you just have to flow. Flow with the time, flow with what you want, flow like water. Stumbling, fearing, daring..., living. Though I think creat

Or sorta... For those of you wondering: no, I wasn't dead. Since a long period of (semi)absence, I'm planning on coming back to dA. I miss to draw and paint, and to share with this community, and look at great art..., so, although I won't be very active since I have other occupations, I won't abandon what I love. Bring life to art... So here I go, awakening again the artistic part of my soul.