in the air

worst critique ever. it was 'uninteresting'. my use of image as object was unsuccessful. and the worst part of it was that i didn't see it. taste level is questionable. 

for every aspect of my life, i don't know what my next move is. what happened to my unwavering sense of confidence? my self-assurance? and i realized on the bus today how poor i was. i thought i had everything but all of it is proving itself to be my own illusion. 

but i can tell you, dreams lose a lot when they become reality.