I'm an ex-artist. This is because I used to have an urge to draw and sketch but it has vanished. I'm still looking for inspiration, but drawing, alas, she's a fickle lady. Every time I think I have a hold of her, she wiggles away like a breeze. One day... I like going to thrift stores and collecting small odds and ends to put around my apartment. I collect little glass bottles. I like to people watch. I make up little stories about them when they wander around. I like to go to new places. I think too much. There are times when I withdraw into myself and ignore everything around me because there's so much space in my head (I'm ditzy and flaky). I'm looking forward to adding to this journal.