Let's Do This. 

For starters, I have never been great at expressing my feelings, jotting down my thoughts on paper, or let alone discussing my emotions, so bear with me. Since childhood, my way of expression has primarily been through the arts--painting, drawing, photography, and so on. Up until my sophomore year of college, I was thoroughly involved in an artistic outlet whether that was classes, leisurely traveling and shooting around with a couple of my cameras, or frantically ripping apart cardboard boxes from my parent's basement and painting whatever came to mind at midnight. Unfortunately, that all came to a halt, or I entered the "creative rut" for lack of better terms, and because of nursing school, my free time is no longer spent decompressing from my studies and technology by throwing down a canvas and painting, rather it is consumed by trying to keep up with family, friends, my own wellbeing, and I guess the world in general. I could say that this "rut" may be related to my transfer from Chicago to Purdue, where there is a pretty grand difference in what inspires me, the people, and what motivates me to pull out my artistic ability. On the other hand, I could also say that this rut is simply derived from the fact that many people or artists go through these challenges simply because they lack ideas, the emotional-creative drive, or are simply consumed by circumstances that don't allow them to channel their time and energy into their outlets (i.e. nursing school). Although we are creatures of habit, I have decided that it's time to turn a new leaf this summer in hopes of rediscovering what inspires me, challenges me, and will guide me into my senior year of college  (ha more like 5th year senior) and keep me grounded beyond graduation as I enter that bizarre concept they call "adulthood." If there's one thing I've truly discovered while in nursing school, it's that if you lack any sort of alternative outlet or hobby (or friends), clinicals, 12-hour shifts, and staring at hospital walls for hours on end will make you an alienated, monotonous blob of a human. 

So, why not take up a new outlet in my temporary home away from home for the summer?

Welcome to Cleveland