So this is my third day into a 2D Design class, as well as my first real college art class, and I'm really happy working. I wasn't so yesterday because I had confused feelings--I couldn't believe I was happy (I realize now that it's mostly guilt and a form of needing to feel malcontent to feel like I was working). But it's possible! Making art for a living seems like such a wonderful and satisfying experience that I was unhappy yesterday because it didn't feel "serious" enough...or not as miserably serious as dull business classes--this is great!
I truly belong here, goddammit