Never give up. Never feel discouraged. Never ponder throwing the towel in. Never wonder what that could mean for me, that throwing the towel in. Like, would it just be giving up art? But if I gave up Art, isn’t that everything? What would it all be for if it wasn’t Art?
Never get caught up in ideas. Never teeter on the brink of despair and contentment. Never wonder about my choices. Never envy anyone else’s. Never question my abilities. Never wish things were different. Never nostalgic. Never wistful. Never cynical. Never jaded. Never bitter. Never lonely. Never wrong. No, no, not I.