Running with Charcoal

yesterday my roomate Savina and I went to an art store to get supplies for a project she is doing on her world view. standing in the store I was inspired like never before. I had this yearning to paint and sketch away my emotion, my thoughts, experiances, rants- everything. its such a wierd feeling. here i am surrounded by a city of artists and suddenly i feel like one. and tonight the charcoal is burning the pages of my sketch pad.