So as of yesterday, I am 29 years old. I sure as hell don't feel like it. I still feel like the 16-year-old from high school who's irresponsible and impulsive with little understanding of what adulting is really like. How the fuck did I survive this long? It points to me that I'm this old and still act and feel half of that age. I could go into an existential crisis mode about where I am in life. I'll cut it short and say that holy crap I made it this far and I'm drawing furry crap that people like enough to the point that they follow me! Careers be damned, at least I get people who like my passion of art and story! So yea, I got that going for me, which is nice