I guess at my core, I’m a writer before an artist. Today is one of those days where I’m just swimming in doubt. Sitting here before PT and I’m thinking, “Fuck me. Is there any purpose?” I’m trying not to let doubt get the best of me. There’s a reason for all of it, and there’s a reason for this doubt.
Regardless, putting thoughts into words feels good—even if the subject matter is not the most optimistic. Truthfully, I feel in my heart I’m on the verge…of something, but that something is unknown and unbeknownst to my knowledge. Still, at the end of the day I’m human, and as much as I try to absolve myself of any negative emotions, it is as it should be. It can’t always be good, and sometimes, the bad is a great teacher in educating us on the journey.
Cory Cowley
2022-12-25 15:26:37 +0000 UTCPhilip Kimpton
2022-12-13 23:08:16 +0000 UTC