2/25/14
Art is my heroin. It has emptied my pockets, induced me to break the law, and alienated those around me. I am ever willing to sacrifice anything for its narcotic effect.
As the deleterious financial impact of my year in silence grows deeper and more friends discreetly pull back, i am left wondering where i will be six months from now. While i don't foresee myself running afoul of the law as i have on other projects, apparently just the act of being quiet can have a detrimental effect on one's every day life.
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