In many ways I feel like they're all still goal-setters, part of some 5, 10, 15 year plan. I can't truthfully support, reject or participate in any plans and apparently they are not too keen on joining me on aimless my journey to Neverwhere. It feels awkward though, like leaving home or changing careers or...just the all too familiar feeling of pushing the envelope, deviating from the path. You'd think I'd be used to it by now, but it never gets old, this feeling-like new shoes it can be bittersweet.
Well, I have many things to be grateful for while I molt. I have been feeling confident about my artistic ventures and even garnering some revenue as a result. I stayed the course this evening and stealthily launched Pretty In Peace with just a few accessories. I'm comfortable with the soft launch idea with so much else going on I really didn't want to blaze up and burn out as I all too often do.