Exams and painting landscape course were disgusting. I lost my motivation to do some nice art with thousands of favorite stars all around.
I often think about splitting up my project. Cannot do it perfectly, nobody cares and - am I really sooo cool and awesome to make it and make it right?
My future still lays among bookshelves with difficult essays about how languages were born and why is this language so strange to foreigners... morphology and other disciplines to care for.
Gonna have myself a real bad time.
AND THE WORLD WILL TURN IT INSIDE OUT.