Aloha.
Perhaps I’m more of a recluse than I thought.
And I don’t mean that in the positive, mysterious, Monte-Cristo sense either.
It’s been half a year since I’ve given serious activity to DA, and the other day I was pondering what drove me to waste 30$ on a subscription to DeviantArt that I could have sent to feed the never-subsiding Student Loans Behemoth.
A recluse.
I have no contact with anyone from Messiah College at this point, and an entire class of friends have graduated and moved on without me knowing where they went or what they went through this past year.
I’ve lost touch with the menagerie of cool and deep-thinking people collected in my friends list on DA who have helped and supported me through some pretty rough episodes.
And yet, despite my abandonment, I’ve still somehow gained 2,300 some odd pageviews. Why?
I’m not entirely sure. I haven’t been submitting work as I should. Though, some of you will be happy to hear, I’m drawing again.
I’m in an African American play at the moment, and will gladly use that as a lame excuse for my current absence (though I’m suspecting it’s really that I’m a mechanical money-maker at this point), which targets White American Oppression and examines some of the core maladies of Black American Culture. It’s been an outlet for some frustration, which is nice.
More later, sometime.
Gotta sleep.