Found a reason to make art again: carcosa mythology. It stays alive by the tales new artists spin within it’s theme, a story that started in 1891. If my health insists on being so crazy, I might as well point the angst somewhere, and contribute to something beautiful that is bigger than myself. I always wanted to be a short story writer and an original artist. Since music is a past life now, this is a new path I can travel. One that I am physically able to endure and that I probably should have taken in the first place instead of burning so many years on music dreams.