i've learned to draw, paint, animate, edit, tell stories, write, code, do marketing, swim, dance, sing, plau sports, play ukulele, and even read tarot.
and still, every morning, i wake up feeling like i'm not doing enough.
like life is too short and i'm running out of time to become everything i'm capable of becoming.
maybe having too many interests isn't a gift.
maybe it's a beautiful, exhausting curse.
is it just me?