When I was a child I had my whole life planned out up til about 27 when everything got fuzzy looking forward.

Most of those plans were Derailed when I was 19, I had a meltdown in a situation where I lacked the support I needed to handle myself. Less than a month later I lived almost 2k Miles from my hometown.

Today, at 28, I have only the vaguest plans for my future, with no clear timelines.

I want to sell my art, I want SRS, I wanna marry my fiancé. Most of all though, and this is the big SUPER important one. I NEED to have a piece of art in the museum of Modern Art in my hometown specifically as a "fuck you I told you I could be an artist" to my mother.