i picked up a paintbrush for the first time in years and it felt like a conversation with an old friend, but now my hands feel clumsy and i keep looking at the mess on the canvas instead of seeing anything beautiful, just like my head feels full of everything i'm missing in life but can't quite reach out for, it's exhausting.
i seriously thought i had ruined everything when that painting was rejected — my heart dropped and then today i get the call that it was selected for a gallery showing. cannot believe it actually worked out.
tried to get into gardening cause it seemed relaxing and rewarding but the soil was rocky and nothing is growing like, at all. now i have these sad little plants that just look lost and my hopes are sinking like they’re buried too.
tried to get into gardening cause it seemed relaxing and rewarding but the soil was rocky and nothing is growing like, at all. now i have these sad little plants that just look lost and my hopes are sinking like they’re buried too.
so i finally tried cooking that fancy recipe i saw online and honestly thought it would be easy but the whole kitchen is a disaster now and i can't even tell if it tastes good. like, how do people make it look so effortless, my pasta looks like glue and the sauce is literally a crime scene.