Over the course of the week I will be deleting most of my old deviations and journals. But of course, the Insanitalia demo will remain!
All the new episodes, however, will be uploaded in my new account: Keian-nr
Please come and watch me there! It's been ages since I've had a fresh start, and I'm ecstatic to be packing up and moving. No more bad fanfiction or things I can't have pride in. Everything I make there will be something I've put real, good work into.
Now, I want to address eomthing. I seem to recall saying some time ago:
"I have reason to believe I am living life on autopilot. The things that were important to me, I just can't recall anymore. Every day for the past seven months, each 24 hours has gone by like a blur. I'm always doing something, something that I usually do, but it has so much less impact.
I used to love living every day of my life. Things like Christmas and Easter were important to me. Seeing certain people and doing certain things made me so happy. That was when I was a child, and ironically enough (like everyone else) I just wanted to "grow up". But now, I'm wishing that I could have that childish delight again. But I just can't find it. I can't find any pleasure or meaning from what I do everyday anymore.
Something changed that. That something, of all things (... and among other things), was Ace Attorney. Sometimes, something child-like and simplistic can change you that much. I fell in love with Phoenix's simplistic world where things can be easily solved. Cases that take months in real life are closed in three days. Phoenix can think in unconvoluted lines of thought... a bad example, but one that makes its point: "Prosecutors are bad."
I even shook my head at that. But honestly, I would love be in a world like Phoenix's. Unfortunately, the real world is much more subtle and complicated. Cases aren't closed in three days. Writing blocks don't go away easily. Relationships are so much more complex than I want them to be.
Sometimes the simple things like Ace Attorney will make reality so much less harsher. It's good to be able to lose yourself in something you love for a while. Then you can move on, fresher and once more able to take on the world.
I've done a lot this year. Found motivation to work on school. Started new projects. Found a love for physics. Had a crush on a guy who's way above my level, then got past it. Found Jay Gatsby and fell in love with him
. Made new friends. etc, etc. I'm going to flow with the tide of life, like a boat, ceaselessly into the past.
The past is important, of course. I want to remember everything and cherish it, and take it into account with the rest of my life as I move on. And deviantART remains a crucial part of that past, what with all my friends here as well.
So please join me at my new account so we can start fresh and stop reliving the past.