What I thought I would write and now what I am writing

For this picture, I guess I can say in a sense, this is how I feel. I feel not to light, but not too heavy from what I deal with. I find the idea of art interesting, Art interesting... Yet thinking about reality, and also thinking about fantasy. Sorry, I do not know where I am going with this. I guess you can say I been out of it or not out of it.

When your knocked out of it, it is like, what to write?

I will start with the picture. It is a altered vision of me. And it is me as what people or what I believe I am  A angel. However, what kind of angel?