Being withdrawn from the world is so much easier then being a part of it.
But nowhere near as rewarding.
I hope to the high heavens that everything goes alright tomorrow. I get my results from University and although I’ve been putting on my brave face about it, I am rather worried. I feel that I need to do well, to prove to myself that I don’t suck as badly as I fear.
My home is now more or less set up and ready for me to get doodling again; which after painting tomorrow (weather providing) I shall certainly do. I feel very, very overdue for an art day.