this time last year hope was not an aspect of life. it most commonly came up in conversations trying to figure out why hope wasn't apart of my life.
so my heart is finally growing.
and i want to make ridiculous amounts of art work and only go to work once or twice a week. goal? yes.
it has been far too long without a hopeful heart, but there is light at the end of the tunnel.
thats all.
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