Here we go..
Six years later, here I am. Am I the same person? Not really. Have some upgrades of some parts of me, and then downgrades in others, if you wanna call them downgrades anyway. Overall I cannot complain, yet the thing I miss the most is inspiration, in the realm of creativity and the universe of artistic romantic simplicity. An artist is as good as his source of inspiration, and practice, and I don't have both; so a huge 6-year gap has occurred between myself and my "artistic" side, that left a huge volume of vacuum somewhere inside my creation. When vacuum starts leaking, there is a huge implosion that takes place, but the implosion is not what I should worry about; it is rather why the Goddamn leak happened in the first place, or rather a puncture, an accident that you cannot have controlled no matter what you did. On the professional level.. well, this is not a professional blog so no, not gonna discuss the professional advancements in here. Brain-wise, ye...