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I'm balding.
My art instructor is positive all of the time. "You guys can do it! Whoo! Yeah! Get pass the wall!"
Every morning, when I grab for my toothbrush and toothpaste, I think to myself: Another day...What am I doing with my life? Then I quickly brush the idea out of my head because that's dangerous thinking. If I let the idea gets wild, it'll make me depressed and hate my job and I will have to go through hell. It's nicer to look at the rainy/gloomy sky and think that it'll end drought with a touch of rainbow at the end.
The end.
My art instructor is positive all of the time. "You guys can do it! Whoo! Yeah! Get pass the wall!"
Every morning, when I grab for my toothbrush and toothpaste, I think to myself: Another day...What am I doing with my life? Then I quickly brush the idea out of my head because that's dangerous thinking. If I let the idea gets wild, it'll make me depressed and hate my job and I will have to go through hell. It's nicer to look at the rainy/gloomy sky and think that it'll end drought with a touch of rainbow at the end.
The end.