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Taken in my neighbor's backyard; by which I mean a very small porch. We have almost 3ft of snow here in Redmond since it's closer to the mountains. I've had to miss almost 2 full weeks of work because there's simply no way to get to it as I live on a ridge. Meaning the only options to get anywhere are steep hills. The weather is really taking a toll on my neighbor's dog as she's geriatric and cannot get around in the snow with her poor eyesight and deteriorating sense of smell. It's been a long time since I posted so I guess I'll make this into a mini journal. I've quit school because of some personal reasons going on in my work life. I'm just a little bitter about it and I'm not sure being a veterinary technician is right for me, or at least for the company I work for. I've become recluse to the internet. Don't really miss it much. So much less drama in my life without it. I haven't been writing at all which I'm sorry to say. I've been steady on my anti-depression meds which make me feel unoriginal and less inspired. I can barely stand doing a traditional drawing once a week. It's funny how invested I was in art during my depression days. Now I can't even sit through an episode of anime or draw. Even crocheting is an unwanted task right now. I was hoping 2019 would inspire me to return to the website I once loved but it holds too many bad memories. I'm sure I'll still retain moments of coming online to dump art on DA then disappear again. I'm deeply hurt that I couldn't rekindle a relationship with a dear friend from DA. I wish I had never made so many mistakes. I'm sorry I pushed him over the edge to the point he doesn't want to talk to me like we once had. DA has just become a sour reminder to me so it's hard to come on DA without him around. It's very lonely. If he's reading this, I'm genuinely sorry. The wounds are still fresh in my thoughts even if it was over a year ago. I know what I have to do to somewhat retain a middle ground, but the inspiration isn't coming. I fear our friendship will never be rekindled.

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Taken in my neighbor's backyard; by which I mean a very small porch. We have almost 3ft of snow here in Redmond since it's closer to the mountains. I've had to miss almost 2 full weeks of work because there's simply no way to get to it as I live on a ridge. Meaning the only options to get anywhere are steep hills. The weather is really taking a toll on my neighbor's dog as she's geriatric and cannot get around in the snow with her poor eyesight and deteriorating sense of smell. It's been a long time since I posted so I guess I'll make this into a mini journal. I've quit school because of some personal reasons going on in my work life. I'm just a little bitter about it and I'm not sure being a veterinary technician is right for me, or at least for the company I work for. I've become recluse to the internet. Don't really miss it much. So much less drama in my life without it. I haven't been writing at all which I'm sorry to say. I've been steady on my anti-depression meds which make me feel unoriginal and less inspired. I can barely stand doing a traditional drawing once a week. It's funny how invested I was in art during my depression days. Now I can't even sit through an episode of anime or draw. Even crocheting is an unwanted task right now. I was hoping 2019 would inspire me to return to the website I once loved but it holds too many bad memories. I'm sure I'll still retain moments of coming online to dump art on DA then disappear again. I'm deeply hurt that I couldn't rekindle a relationship with a dear friend from DA. I wish I had never made so many mistakes. I'm sorry I pushed him over the edge to the point he doesn't want to talk to me like we once had. DA has just become a sour reminder to me so it's hard to come on DA without him around. It's very lonely. If he's reading this, I'm genuinely sorry. The wounds are still fresh in my thoughts even if it was over a year ago. I know what I have to do to somewhat retain a middle ground, but the inspiration isn't coming. I fear our friendship will never be rekindled.