My first foray into the real world, (though since we're talking fashion, I'm not sure the term applies), has ended. I was thrown face first into a position that was a struggle every day, and though it was rewarding in its own frustrating way, it was just time for an end.
What's next? Something great, or not so great.
For now, I kind of enjoy that feeling in my gut,
that wild, thrilling fear.
I think we call it freedom.
photos: deviantart
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