Nearly four years of my life has been spent crawling around here on Deviantart. In those four years, I've gone through many forms of art media, learning the basis of such forms and progressing to another when the early levels were learned.

With all this knowledge, I at least understand that I'd like a career in art.

With those four years spent though, I'm still not too happy with how life is.

I look around on all the things I have my hands in, the communities, and slowly I've drifted out of them, unhappy. There still are a few friends I have, but that is back to a one-hand count once again.

A lot of the little things that makes DA unique is slowly making me upset. Journals, journals, journals... its like presents, only you open and find things you don't want instead. I see this, I see that. I learn things I didn't want to know, things on top of what knowledge I have making me feel worse. To some, I have became forgotten; to others, I have become disliked. What hurt the most recently, was to someone, I was just a phase, no longer needed.

I know I don't post that much, but, the feedback I get for things I put effort into just aren't becoming proportional to what I put into it. My time is being wasted slowly here, the talents I have unappreciated. Things just are not how they used to be.

So thusly, I fade. Send me an email if you want- I'll leave it up on my page. I'll be working on my project from afar, letting the 8 weeks left my subscription die off.