Tuesday, October 8, 2013

sometimes


sometimes I hate being an artist oh so much and wish I just wanted to be a physical therapist or something. And then sometimes I love it so much it elates me. And sometimes this happens multiples in one day back and forth, back and forth.

4 comments:

Katie said...

I go through the same thing, it's always a comfort to see others going through it as well.

Shannon Baker said...
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michelle said...

oh, I agree so much. I thought it was the bipolar, but now I realize it's just life. It waxes and wanes with the work that I like and work I feel less strongly about. Or things I haven't worked out yet in my head make me frustrated and I don't know how to feel...

Joetta M. said...

wax wane, wax wane:)