A woman with no country.
Long story short, I’ve come to a crossroads in my professional life. Maybe I was never meant to be a web designer - even though my psychic friend told me so. Maybe I’m not actually good at it. Maybe I’m just a nice enough person that people deal with me. Maybe I don’t have anything to offer.
Or maybe everything that has happened to lead up to this point is just a test. The universe wants to see if I can hack it. If that is the case, I’m probably going to fail something for the first time in my life. Because I want it to. I am done. This used to be my passion, my art. It’s no longer the case.
