|| C a t a s t r o p h i c . E v e n t s ||

Is it possible to lose sight of who you were? Possible maybe to wake up one day and wonder what happened, and why you had the state of mind you do? Well, Im living proof of this possibility. I couldn't for the longest time remember who I was, or how I had gotten here. My mentality dropped out the bottom, my graphics started turning to shit, I spent too much time wrapped inside of a game that did nothing but provide temporary sanity from a world filled with issues.

Yesterday night I came home and asked myself, Mara where are you? Where has your creative spark gone, and why is all the joy in your life gone so suddenly?

Honestly, I couldn't even answer myself. But the urge to design came, I opened photoshop and produced the "P i x i e d u s t" sig. Well...happy to say I came back from my land of nowhere, and I'm heading headfirst into a life full of promise.

Dammit, shut up.
I'm back