It's been an ungodly amount of time, hasn't it? I've been very busy with school, Color Guard marching season, and applying for collage, but frankly, those excuses sound weak even in my ears.
I've been doing a lot of thinking about my priorities in life, and I realized something important. For so long, I felt that, because I liked to draw, that that was what I HAD to do in life. I HAD to become a professional artist, and I HAD to be great, otherwise I wouldn't make it. The pressure I put on myself sucked all of the fun out of drawing for me, and I no longer enjoyed it.
I've come to terms with the fact that just because I like something doesn