A young lady who has been creating art for the past 6 years gave us this just before we left. She explained how she would burn her pieces once she was done with them because they didn't meet her expectations. This was one of the first pieces to survive the flames.
Throughout my experiences I've noticed that the first of everything is the hardest. The first steps we take as children seem like giant leaps of faith. The first words we speak are difficult to form and nearly impossible to comprehend. First days on the job are always filled with anxiety and the fear of falling short. First kisses are drowned by the fear of rejection. Although we feel fear and the possibility of failure, we press on. Tonight was the first show of the tour. It was met with high stress, fear, and an empty stomach.
It's difficult to begin new things. New things mean new problems, and new problems expose new emotions. Though despite the fact that change is hard, it often leads you to find a new hope in yourself.
My intake for the day was 4.5 bottles of water(500mL). I've felt alright. It just feels like I'm fasting at the moment. I wish 99 cents was 99 cents and not 1.07. Tax really puts a damper on things.
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