aforesaid nostalgic mess takes forever to express - take a breath and say goodnight to the dubious delight, but 'love what it used to be'.

Well its official. I signed my resignation letter and handed it in. I think this might be the first time over these 6 1/2 years that I have printed something on PDC letterhead. It was exciting and sad all at the same time. But like my title says. Love what it used to be.

So now with a little over two weeks till I move I am starting to feel all the emotions with making such a big step in my life. I am scared, excited, nervous, elated. I am going to miss my friends here but looking to making many new ones. I am going to miss my fellow co-workers whom I have had a blast working with and are a talented bunch of people but exciting about working with new ones. I am looking forward to new experiences and a newfound drive to become the artist I know I can be.

I was working on my website the other day trying to write a short piece for a 'About Me' section. It is really hard to write about yourself. Sometimes I felt like I was writing down words that do not reflect me now as a person but of who I really want to become. But I just kept writing and just let my thoughts flow. One part struck me after I wrote it.

"But what is an artist but the sum of its parts. Some use canvas and oil others use pen and paper. I use a stylus and a mouse click."

I have always doubted my abilities and myself. Doubted even being able to say, "I am an artist". I don't know why but I have always felt like I am always proving myself to someone. But then I will have a good success and it will feel great but then shortly later it feels like I am back at the start doing it all over again. I hope I can overcome this. I know I am capable of so much more.

I have learned so much working here. The experience, with its ups and downs, was a rewarding one. But now I have to move forward. With new beginnings comes new life. I am looking ahead to the future. My Life is but the sum of its parts and I can look back and love what it used to be.