Not dead.

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I thought I might write a journal.

Maybe catch you guys up on what's going on. On the important things. On why I have no art.

I thought to myself 'you gotta get that old shit off your page. Put up something new that lets people know you're not dead- that lets them know you're still a real human.'

*sigh*

You ever have one of those years where it just feels like time is slipping through your fingers, tainting the wonder of everything you hold dear with the dreaded knowledge that it will end and you'll be back to that day to day nine to five office desk tragedy and its security that, at one point, you would have given anything for, but now you loathe?

No?

Huh.

To be fair, I don't loathe my job. Far from it. I have a special place in my heart for necessary evils. It's right next to the liver. Maybe the kidney. Maybe the colon, I don't know. What I do loathe is that 40 hours doesn't leave one with a whole lot of time to chase the things they want to chase, just the things they need to chase. What I hate even more is depression that taints what few hours one does have, between coming home and laying comatose in their bed, with a sticky, black lethargy through which all things seem distant and uninteresting.

And that when inspiration actually strikes, it only seems to strike when one can't do anything about it.

I'll post more art eventually. One day, I might even get to something with a cohesive presentation that people can show actual interest in. A comic? A book? I dunno. I'm not making any plans as of now other than to keep my head above water.

Oh, yeah. I'm not dead, in case you hadn't picked that up. Maybe a little melodramatic, but not dead.

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I've felt like that before. For me it tends to happen for one of three reasons:

When I had a job and a full time schedule at school sucking up most of my free time
When I had too many days in the week that were pre-planned (multiple tabletop games, weekly family gatherings, etc,) or
When something is going on in my life that's causing a lot more stress than usual (which meant feeling the need to take more time to cope with said stress)

Sometimes you just need to mix things up a bit, just focus more on something else you've been meaning to do. Like the other night, I forsook vidgya games and read some more of Neuromancer instead (it's pretty awesome so far btw.) Other times you just have to lessen the work load a bit, maybe take a break one week from something you normally do (assuming it doesn't prevent you from paying the bills) or consider re-examining your weekly schedule. I remember when I used to go to three tabletop games a week... it ended up being too much. So now I just go to one (and maybe a second again someday if people's schedules and living arrangements work out.) Maybe even agree to make a weekly thing into an every-other-week thing. Sometimes you just have to carve out your own space to do a little more of what you want; whether it's space that you hold on to for a while or space that comes and goes as you need it.

Also this: as a matter of perspective, consider that every time you're at work, work is bound to end and the part of your life where you're free to do as you please is inevitably around the corner. It's two sides of the same coin, really. One is just brighter and friendlier than the other.

ALSO. Try not to think about everything as being over and ending; think of it as something else beginning. The day doesn't end; sleep just begins. Sleep doesn't end; work just begins, etc. A cycle doesn't end. It repeats.

Anyway I hope my rambling cheers you up. We should really hang out more outside of Wednesday.