I Can't Escape Worry, Even In My Dreams

So, this morning, I woke up from this dream where I was apparently doing some kind of painting job for this rich lady. I remember talking to her and I had gotten there late, I think, and I was asking her for Qtips(!!) haha..

But she was obviously, not happy with me, even though I'm sure I was doing good art, I just lulled too much for her.

Yeah, that's the kind of dreams I usually have. They reflect my real life. They're ones about not fulfilling my obligations to others' expectations and then losing their respect over it–just like real life.

My waking dream is of the day when they're beating MY door down and are happy to wait for me based on the quality of art I can produce for them.