Restructuring

It was a matter of time until it happened to me.

I just wrote probably the most engaging and complex posting to date. I clicked a wrong button. It went away.

I'm a little irked by having spent my past hour detailing my randomly coming across 9 separate people at separate times last night and a conversation that prompted me to realize that this scenery grows stale without comparison and also to muse on mankind's general craving for more more more more.

It's probably for the best, I don't write nearly as well as I sometimes think I do.

One point I'd like to retain: I had a conversation last night at Rascal's with a Journalism Major. She told me she really wants to write fiction for a living but that a major in any English field will allow her to do this and Journalism provides less BS to swallow than something like Creative Writing does. This came off as an intelligent way to process the system. It also made me realize a bit more that in any artistic field--be it Film or Writing, Art or Music--general practice is what really matters. The best thing School can honestly do for someone in these areas is provide them materials and time to learn through trial and error, and to give you examples. Art is subjective. We decide what we enjoy. Reading a book will not make you a photographer. Getting out there and snapping photos will. A degree may help get your foot in the door with what you want to do but honestly: innovation is just as good.

Last night was strange at times. Let's just say I literally had a moment when I couldn't take more than 5 steps without hearing someone new recognize me and say my name. Good times were had, alcohol was consumed, Karaoke was irritating to listen to. I'm very irritated at having wasted an hour writing a blank page epic but again: I'm sure it's for the best.