The Fire Burns

The Entwined
(inverted)

It seems that summer is here. No matter what dark corner I find, the heat finds me. More than anything I want to draw...but my hands are too moist to even hold my pencil straight and strong. A certain young lady has inspired me to create a piece. The image is in my mind and I know I will not lose it...but I need to draw it now!!! Once I am finished I will present it to this young woman and hopefully she will like it. Perhaps I will attempt to draw it in her artistic style. It is quite different from my own...though I am not sure I have even developed a style of my own yet :(

Meh...I still need to find a second job. Sometimes...well most of the time...I just wish I could sit under the night sky and draw by candle light. I shall converse with the crickets and the fairies and be quite at peace with myself. It would be nice to have a friend to share the experience with however that situation is still not looking all that good for me. No longer can my imaginary friends suffice. They disappeared years ago and I am not sure how I made it this far without any real friends. It is for certain that I am need of a real friend. One with flesh, fears, dreams, and exceptional beauty. I am not talking necessarily about appearances but more of the inner beauty in which I can pull my inspiration from. I need a muse...and soon...or I shall feel that my heart is broken and my mind is lost...