I wanna start drawing again. Before I became an adult with bills and worries, I painted. Was I good? I'm not sure. But it made me feel good. Like eating sundaes on Sundays or going to state fairs and winning big stuffed animals.As adults we get trapped in the day to day trials of adulthood that we forget those small things
we did as kids that made us happy.
Retrace your steps to figure them out for your self.
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