I’m screwing myself. Left and right I’m screwing myself.
A part of me is slightly frenzied by the pressure.
The other is utterly calm.
I’m not sure what I’m doing at this point. But one day I will. I just don’t want to go to a portfolio class on Wednesday, because it’s a class comprised of absolute bullshit.
It’s irritating and disheartening.
Maybe rain will come this week, and ease my head’s fretting.