Monday, March 5, 2012

So, whomever keeps up with this damned blog should know that I've been "going through It," as my brother always says.

I mean It, of course, could always be worse. But I've once again been forced (against my will!) to re-evaluate everything, make choices, Shift.

Being in this situation, and feeling a bit lost, I made the obvious choice. First I called a bunch of artists and old professors and (in vain) asked for guidance and hinted at a mentorship. Then. I called the family psychic. Of course, this was about three weeks ago, and I VERY PATIENTLY waited for her reply (especially since she asked me to be patient on the answering machine...she would call me when I was ready).

She called back today, and we set up an appointment. What should I ask?