Your Future

So lately i’ve been stressing, big time, about the future. What I’m doing next weekend, where I’ll be headed next quarter, where I’ll be working in a couple of months, will I be working in a couple of months? I think a lot of people in my situation would be doing the same. Twenty-somethings striving to make something of themselves, shit, make rent is more like it. I think the worst part of it all is that we forget the reasons for why we do what we do. Our age is the age of creation, the amount of “creatives” in this generation, in comparison to the last few, are through the roof. We do it because we love to express ourselves through art, music, design, type, acting, fashion. Whatever. We forget we go into these because we have a passion for them and get caught up in the fast pace of our world. Slow down. Not all of us can be the next big thing, we can’t all create the next trend but we can remember to put the passion we once had back into our work. Whatever has fueled it in the past is still there and we gotta remember it’s still there, just buried in all that garbage we’ve been filling up over buzzfeed, mashable, twitter, and instagram.

To realize your future is somebody else’s past…

Something I just realized and was going to slap onto my Facebook is, it’s not the ones who did it first who are remembered but, the ones who did it best. Who crafted it best. Who used the best truth.

I’m going to try and remember to stop stressing over creating something new and get back to the old me. The one who did it because it he loved the craft and the detail.

Thanks, Lu.


Like dreaming of angels..

Song Title: Angels

Song Artist: The xx

Artist Album: Coexist

..and leaving without them.

Good morning everybody, I hope that you’re all settling into your Sundays comfortably. Today I wanted to set a little background on my because I’m pretty fuckin’ amazing. First and.. well I have some really lucid dreams. Doesn’t matter if i’m flying through the sky or watching my dad play a video game, my dreams feel real and that’s kept me motivated. Not that I want to experience my dreams i’m real life but if my over night dreams are lucid enough, why not make my awake dreams as lucid? Also, why can’t my over night dreams be the same as my awake dreams?

Who’s to say they’re not the same?

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

Won’t Stop

And nor will I ever settle for any girl who hasn’t been looking for the boy wanting to dance to this at their wedding. I’ve been planning this one since it graced my ears in ’07. I know you’re out there dreaming out loud and I will find you!

This is a live performance of OneRepublic’s “Won’t Stop”

I’m going to take this period to catch you all up on some things. You may, or may not, know that I have been recently accepted into an amazing Advertising Program in Brooklyn. The Art Direction Program at the Miami Ad School is the only sight in view for the past year or so and it’s almost time for it to actually begin. Wow! Months of snuggling down in coffee shops, hours of music listened to on Spotify, and night after night of dreams accruing. I’m moving to Brooklyn, New York. Who would’ve thought this would ever happen? Boston? Sure, but that’s as far as I always thought I would go. But then something happened, I took a chance, a leap of faith if you will, and i’m going to ride this wave all the way to success. The city is pretty big sand box and can’t wait to hop in there and make some castle sized impressions on everybody I meet. A new home, a new lifestyle, friends, acquaintances, rivals are all waiting for me and they don’t even know it yet.

Within the next week I will be finishing up paperwork for an apartment, and within the weeks following I will be making an apartment in Clinton Hill home. All of this wouldn’t have been possible without the experiences i’ve had in the past. Lost relationships have pushed me to become better. To learn from each wrong and be thankful for each given chance. There is no such thing as failure, only opportunity. Opportunity for another look at things, at my self, and at the world.

A LOT of the pictures coming up from here will include personal time in the city, class projects, and everything in between.

To fellow bloggers, tweeters, adventurers, dreamers, enemies, friends, and family. Thank you, I love you, and i’ll never forget what you have done for me.



If you are that girl, hold tight. I’ll make it to you one day.