Art can be a soft feeling that invokes me and makes me feel serene. Art can be an ever striking lash to my face. Art can make me laugh so hard I clutch my sides. Art can make me want to go in a corner and just think or cry. Make me want to be alone so I can feel things on my own. Art can also make me want to go out be so social I flutter away, I’m high on everybody’s attention on me. I shy away because on the inside I’m just a weathered soul who wants nothing more than just to feel. Living on the edge is not my lifestyle. But staying in my comfort zone is not the way I want to keep on living. I want to do those things that make life worthwhile. My circle of comfort needs to be stepped out of. It needs to be broken and I can be set free. Set free to do what I really want to do. Create. I want to be somebody that creates things that makes other people feel whatever their heart allows them to. Create that little thing called art. Not everything is art. But anything can be art.