This is a terrible shame, how my internet offed itself for a bit of a few days. Hmm, How ever shall I recover from this terrible, terrible mishap?
Shame on you, internet. Shame.
Ah, well, then I guess it cannot be helped. As of the numerous pains considering my many pursuits in studying and college (or, soon to be college, so to say.) This simply won't do.
Aha! A resolution~
I simply must double up on my artistic pursuits! My muse should come to me at any moment now. Given the right demand for artwork, I must work harder to avoid fading in to oblivion. To avoid falling into the crevice leading to the deepest annals of the Deviantart artist's commune. Ah, but how so..?
It's not like I was anything 'big' anyways.
Finding new ways to get others to peruse my work shouldn't be all to hard of a job to do. After all, "Tis' the life of an artist, I guess: Seeking attention is just like a quest."
It may seem that way indeed for some people, me included, of course.
But there's no use dwelling on that fact now. Tis' the season for creating, and even as I am writing this fair journal entry into the waning hours of night, I feel a mysterious empowerment about me; It is a strange, yet wonderful gumbo of delight and anxiety.
So I leave off at this point. Hopefully, just hopefully, specks of brilliance may shine anew upon this old and cobwebbed mess of a profile. Fresh as a swift breeze from all around, small, yet pleasing bits of joy and emotion wafting about the air.
So my work shall begin soon enough.