I''m currently looking through my university's list of master programs and I'm trying, very hard, so damn hard not to listen to the voice in my head that's screaming "JUST GRAB YOUR GRAPHICS TABLET AND RUN AWAY GO DRAW BUNNY PEOPLE GO NOW IT'S ALL YOUR GOOD AT WHY DO YOU WANT TO DO THIS OH MY GOD IT'S SO HARD AND YOU'RE SO CRAP!"
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Ya know what, brain? STFU and GTFO. If I studied art, you'd be doing this with something else. Yes, the path I've chosen isn't easy; yes, it will take a hell of a lot of work to get somewhere pleasant; yes, universities are cutting their funding on jobs left right and centre; and yes, I get too wrapped up in my studies sometimes; but you know what? You know what, you little shit?
I chose this path.
No one else. Just me. And I be damned if my own thoughts will sabotage me in the one really important thing I've ever been able to choose in my life.
