i have a feeling if i
never really began my passion for art, i would have driven to becoming a
teacher, i would have probably dedicated more time to studying than
drawing, i probably would have been a "smart" girl. i would have made
things easier for my parents and made them very proud.
but to not
draw, i would be soulless, i'd never have gained a part of me that
defines my actions and drives my d...reams. i would starve for art, be without a
home, sacrifice my sanity to draw.
i could never have had that drive
for anything else, no other profession that lies outside that dimension
would be as dear, nothing would be as important.
a lot of people in
this world give up on dreams for practicality. well, if you know me, i
kick practicality in the ass.
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