getting warmer

hey.

so work today was a mixed bag. started good ended frustrating. whilst moving, i’m trying to check things off my list and man do they keep lingering. but i’m almost all checked off.

we moved a lot of stuff into storage tonight and moved a ton out of the attic. man, i have a lot of freaking paintings. i also found my superhero drawings from when i was 13. man, every day i would come straight home from school and then draw from 3 - 8. my shoulder is still all fucked up from leaning on it in a stupid way.

it’s weird looking back at those giant posters i made of every super hero i could think of. i was so much more motivated to conquer then. it was all on the way up, trying to fast forward time till i could get the skills i wanted to have to be able to draw whatever i thought of. it’s weird to think about having to have drawn for so many years before things stopped looking goofy. and to think about the drive i had then to keep at it even though i knew things would not turn out the way i wanted. i’m proud of little me for appreciating progress instead of perfection.