I love art more than I could ever put into words. Sometimes when I'm in an art history class in an interesting lecture, or reading an article about an upcoming exhibit, or looking at an art blog.... my heart just wells up with a burst of emotion because I love art so much. It sounds cheesy - but its that feeling that reassures me I'm doing the right thing. Being in school for 7 years to study undergrad art history, studying in Vienna when I have no money, and going into a field where I won't make much money....these things seem ok when I am doing what I absolutely, without a doubt... LOVE with my whole heart.
And I don't care how corny my follow-your-dreams shpeel just was...even writing about it makes me feel happy!
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