Yesterday, I went home for the first time since Saturday. I borrowed the minivan, drove it badly, and went to stores for the last things I need. And I realized that out of everything, I was myself again. I was calm, relaxed. I've been so tense, because I've either been with 750+ people or alone.
I'm excited for classes. People are going to be better than me, and although it's frightening to think about that, I know that by the end of the year I'll be able to draw anything.
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