For Humans, Not People
(Warning: 18+) I t's 3:00am and my brain is mush. I've beat it to a pulp, running ideas back and forth on how I should start today's feature (lead-ins have never been my forte in writing ). Admittedly, I find myself rather doubtful of my capabilities today. Will I be able to complete every feature in the time I allotted for myself to do so? I am unsure. I am uncomfortable not knowing what the future holds--all of-- and even this small part of it. I am uncomfortable about feeling uncomfortable. Yet, here I am still, having a go at it. It's hard to accept, that the future can't be controlled-- simply lead. A t least there are the artists . They rely on me to continue what I promised to fulfill. They cheer me on. I've been thanked. It's an amazing feeling, knowing that others are happy with my work and they feel I have represented them well. So, no giving up; not today or ever. Not just for these artists that deserve recognition, but for me as