I never thought that at almost-25 I would be sitting at my desk and churning out designs nine hours a day, seven days a week and so on, and on and on. I did not think that I would be well on my way to being a could-have-been. And that Time and Youth would someday begin to feel so finite.
The thing is, I feel like I’m not doing much to change the way things are going.
And now I’ve found this, and I feel like the Universe is reprimanding me.
PS: At least I’ll never be a boss.
PPS: I love Zen Pencils.