Nothing lasts. It is an unfortunate fact of the ride and road that is called life. Everything must die or fade away. Springs eventually turns to Autumn and then comes the Winter. Its almost as if life is set up to watch you fail and does its damndest to make you miseriable, throwing one roadblock or pothole or construction zone your way at every turn of the wheel. Looking back on the year, I can say with all honesty that I have seen my fair share of setbacks, heartbreak, disappointments, and gun barrels. But through out it all, there was a dream; a dream of one day creating art and living everyday in the pursuit of happiness. They say, howeve