First, a test. Anyone reading this journal, drop a comment. Any comment will do. Even random like 98nh9q834v893h or something.
Second. Just had an epiphany. I am so ill-equipped and under-skilled to make money in the world. I make good art, bad art, whatever. If no one's paying me to make art, I won't make money. No money, no life.
Makes me think back when a friend asked me what my plans are for after education's finished. I said I have things planned. What a lie that was. I don't have any more plan for life than a peasant.