I love my life. I love the days when I come home after a job. When I wash my hands and see the dirt go down the sink. I can rub my hands across wood instand of sand paper some days and I'm proud of that.
But I know I love my job because I hate so many aspects of it. I hate two days without work. I hate the 14th hour. I hate finding myself challeged at so many points to never let this become just work and not art.
But I know I love my job because I hate so many aspects of it. I hate two days without work. I hate the 14th hour. I hate finding myself challeged at so many points to never let this become just work and not art.
albertine:
I just hate the fact that I was weak, I am weak, at some pont all this weakness is going to fuck me over.
albertine:
good point-