Works of Clay:

So. Its goes something like this. I've been more than frustrated with the present stuckness state of my life for sometime. Stuck refers to Semolino.

But what could I do? I wanted to start a business painting and I didn't see a reason to switch peon jobs; my dilemma. My resolution to quit Semolino. What does that mean? Start a business. What does that mean? Throw myself over the ledge marked faith and hope that I'm in God's will and that he will carry me on to point B.

Fortunately, I know that I am in God's will and that it is his desire for the painting business. I know this because personally I would probably never do it on my own accord. (My own accord would have kept me back 6 years ago when all I did was dream of hot men and play video games!)

Fortunately, God put some sense into me.

I think I've digressed. To the story. I was praying, two, three, four, nights ago (I should really try to remember these important things!), and I was asking God when he wanted me to quit. Then in my head-vision I see the number 14. (It's moments like these that people think your mad.) I then turn to my calendar, it has pictures of France, and find July 14th.

Its a Friday. Its fourish weeks from now. And it feels good. So I'd set the date in my mind. Then went in to Semolino. To learn, what?, that the bosses are leaving town again, today! The day I was going to make it official and release the peace and joy that I've been missing out on because of the damnability factor of being a Semolino "imp."

So July 14th I intend to start my business, fulltime, painting. Its name: Works of Clay/Painting - Proficient and Pliable. The story of which I will relate after my logo is in its final form! I'm excited. I'd be nervous, but is there really a point? It would only complicate things. I figure lets just push forward because my other option is down.

Luv,
Clay