i wake up mostly at 5 in the morning to get to my 7 a.m class-- 13 hours of art school... i get home and i fight off sleep just to get my drawings done the following day...
i walk past these known and unknown faces--
those i smile at, and those i've unconsciously grown to ignore...
my life is somewhat a pattern like everyone else's--
...waiting for the right person to give me a reason to wake earlier--
1 comment:
I can't offer you any advices because I'm clueless of what's going on and wouldn't want to speculate but here's a HUG for you!
(:
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