I completely forgot about this thing.
Things are... different.
I stopped painting, first of all. I got all painted out. It's okay, I have a lot of them. I also don't want to force something that just isn't "there" in me. I'm out of ideas, motivation, and also time. (Thanks, Technical Writing class)
The October Craft Faire was a bust. I think I only made something like $56 in profit. The crowd was really old this time. My stuff is definitely for younger people. All these customers cared about was stuff that smelled good.
I'm not single anymore. This is probably the most unbelievable part of everything that happened. Being asexual makes dating pretty impossible. Somehow someone found me and we hit it off. We live about 5 hours away by car, which is kind of tough, but we've already met in person and will again soon. He's just as asexual as me so I never have to worry about him making a move. Thank god. Anyway, he's fucking amazing and I really love him. It's so weird to be able to say that again about someone, but it also feels good.
I'm getting tired, guess I'll get some sleep.
