Flying horses.

I was walking down a bright white, sandy beach. The waves were rough, slapping against the shore. People were all around me milling about. I saw, off in the distance, a large white horse with golden hooves galloping towards me. As it passed I grabbed it's main and flung myself up on to it's back and rode down the beach. I turned out toward the water and we rode over the rough surface of the ocean. As we rode the horse spread it's large white wings and we flew off into a bright blue sky, towards the blinding sun. Then I woke. I closed my eyes and found myself back on the horse racing through the sky. I found I was able to re-enter this dream at will. I suppose I was really tired. It felt good. I felt free and wished that I really were on that horses back leaving it all behind me.



The I entered the real world and faced a couple of gut punches to welcome to the beginning of the day and my "real" life. I think I far prefer my dream-life to what passes for common-belief reality. Whatever. Maybe one day.

Why is it that so many people (other artists) I speak to work on video game designs and usually say it as if it were somehow a gutter-job? I would freakin' love to get paid working on video game designs. Doing artwork, creating characters and sets seems to me to be where it's at. I love creating comic books but when talking purely art for art's sake, I'd love to work on video games. Of course, truth be told, I'd probably love anything that paid my bills and gave me a saw buck extra. I ain't never had me no extras.

I really need to get ready to go on this blasted vacation. Maybe I should cut my hair? I'll probably need clothes while I'm gone. Egads! vacation. Having all my bills caught up would be the best vacation for me. Won't happen, but I can dream right? Flying horses and a paycheck. Now, I have no debt, so that's cool. I should take the time to be thankful for that. All I have are my regular, daily expenses. That's good. It should put me in a fantastic financial position. Funny that it don't. My life is a strange place.

I wonder ...

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I've decided to create a somewhat "more approachable" image of me for the web:



Much more friendly than the "real" me, dontcha' think?