Where are you flowing?

 I've found my path again. I always know when I'm on my path because even though there are the occational potholes, all of my necessities are taken care of. I have enough money to cover all of my neccessities and even some luxuries. My housing is stable, my health improving, and my friendships deepening. No, things are not perfect, but they're as close as they can get.
 Two years ago, I gave up on trying to pursue a "normal" career. You know, some sort of desk job with benefits and a whole string of bosses and a corporate environment or whatever. I finally realized that, even though that kind of job is more stable, I'd much rather be self-employed. I'd rather make things that enrich lives, and I'd really like to make them from clay and metal. So, after taking into account all of the things I'd love to do and all of the things I want to do, and all of the things I won't or can't do, I finally settled on becoming a sales gallery owner and renting studio space and equipment to artists as well. This way, I can realistically amke enough money to live on, pursue my dreams, give back to my community a little, and, best of all, encourage artists to reach for the sky, forever Icarus and Icarus forever.