One of the things that I hate about being an artist, is dependency. As an up and coming artist, it is a struggle to maintain, if a single booking cancels, or if a sponsor backs out. 

It is also embarrassing as everything to have swallow losing. Explaining to people that you cannot follow through on appointments, because you were left holding a bag. 

There are some things I can't control. I control what I can. When I look into the mirror every day, I can see someone that hasn't given up. 

My success is not predicated upon using melancholy as a tool incite pity. (that is a diss, you know who you are.)My success is predicated upon my ability to utilize, and harness the tools I  have right in front of me. 

I am not afraid of setbacks, there is always another path I can take to reach my goal.

I have spent the last three years perfecting my craft, and deliberating on a artistic strategy that works for me. 

I finally found it. My art show is in three weeks. I am a nervous wreck. 

I need someone beautiful to keep me calm. To spread their legs, and allow me to relax. To always wear a smile, and be able to intelligently assist. 

Most of all. 

Follow through on instructions.