Its the small things..

Tomorrow is friday. Thank you. Can't wait. I've never wanted a week to end so bad.
Work has been insanely intense and my nerves haven't been taking it so well.
I have the house to myself this weekend for which I am stoked for, even though I love who I live with.
One of the greatest things about being a follower of Christ is that those close to you following the same thing really are family. I live with Brittany, Jared, Elliot and Lincoln Potter. Brittany is practically my sister but we don't fight and Jared is definitely like a brother, especially since we're practically goin on 10yrs of freindship. It's great.

Tomorrow night I am going to Seattle (YES!) to hang and see some live music. One of my favorite things to do.
I tattooed again today. The thing that sucks is that I truly love the art of it I just can't handle the industry. That's ok, that's why it is now a hobby.

The thing I am constantly learning that has been whispering in my ear lately is that we will always fight to be content. I really am doing what I love in many aspects. I teach art + all the other subjects that I don't know ;). I help kids in probably a bigger way then I know as of now. AND .. my work pays me to paint murals, make year-books, create logos, and pretty much any art thing they need.
I'm getting paid to be a kid all day and do art.
BUT.. I don't think I will have it in me to work at such an intense school forever. The point to all this is that even doing what I "love" there is still that battle. Thank you Paul for saying that you are constantly learning to be content.
I am not alone.
Although its easy to be consumed by that feeling.
Which is why we consume our days with stuff stuff stuff.
Someday I'll have more of a handle on taking solitude like I used to. I used to be a rockstar at it. I spend quite the amount of time alone but not in the solitude that heals.
Climbing uphill trying to enjoy the scenery as I pass it by.
I guess this life is suppossed to be full of trials and tribulations and small amounts of joy that you must hold onto. One day it won't be like this and more then ever I wish that day was today.
No more tears, no more pain, no more struggle.
thank you Jesus for making that tangeable.