Once I made the difficult decision to drop the life I had previously led in the grueling 9 to 5 race to pursue art, things eventually fell in to place. I’m not saying it was not frightening to forgo a regular paycheck or that mass amounts of noodles were not consumed in the process. But I am actively working on shaping my reality rather than being molded by the world around me. For this change in perspective I am eternally grateful. Thankful in understanding that there is privlige out there, unevenly dispersed, but I can grasp at the bits I have and construct my own shelter from the storms that rage overhead.
