Here

This is my existence... I'm nothing more then a blank canvas waiting for art to be made of me. A plain wall begging for some form of self expression to be scribbled upon me. The blank page in a notebook awaiting words on wisdom to be jotted down on my FACE!

Or maybe its more like the computer screen blankly being starred at by the man who is attempting to make a living with his thoughts & insights down in word form, thing is he has no clue how to get started & where it will all end.

I guess that's just it the fear of the end can keep someone from ever getting started. Why stay something if it will most likely end horribly? Oh well letting fear rule is no way to live a life....guess I better start something then.

a look inside the mind of D