Stronger

It's one of those rare days. I felt good and oozed sweet honeyed confidence that made heads turn, because I believed in that moment that I was something special and it showed. In that moment I glowed golden.

Today I thought about everything I've done up until now, and I'm so damn proud of myself. Things turned out as good as they could ever have. It was like the sun was shining just for me. No rising moons. Articles at the magazine are done earlier then the final deadline, and my editor loved them all, no more edits, and I have the best got damn school schedule ever which consists of:
World Lit
20th Century History
Psychology
Photography
Desktop Publishing
and Yearbook
I start my poetry and chapbook class saturday at this organization called Young Chicago Authors. Fucking great place with amazing writers who's shit is even better than most of the other crap that gets published out there. I'm happy that's starting again because this communityof artists support and nuture each other, and you can't help but grow . This place is like my home away from home. I'm there at least twice a week whether it be for the open mics, the magazine meetings, or the writing classes. I'm doing all of these things and it's sad that it's taken me a while to realize how great I've been. (sounds cocky). I don't give a fuck. At the age of seventeen, I've already accomplished many of my goals, to become a writer(and I get paid for it). I've been in a professional theatre production, taken free art classes, completed a few documetaries...and the list goes on... I'm in a community of like minded creative individuals who can hold an intelligent conversation, and amazing friends where I have the most magical moments with that many would say are only told in stories. Why shouldn't I be happy? I'm at the crossroads, between adolescence and adulthood, and I can feel things are changing. My attitude towards life, how I carry myself...I'm a got damn individual! I'm more sure of myself then I've ever been before. Me acknowledging all of this, becoming aware of the unconscious, my doubts and fears is making me stronger.