Changes

From now on, I will write arts, redact texts of mind and not thoughts nor complaints anymore. I wanna be artistic. I don't play instruments, even though I tried and still do. I'll strike the void. No more setbacks nor backstabs. Studying my school of knowledge while accepting as many students as possible inside its walls. I must make sure to understand the names of every one of them. Toast, to my own golden-plated, wild and roaring, ablazed, semi-lighted, semi-shaded mind.