I’m so pissed off, so I started to pick up my guitar, threw some notes, played with it, and I felt a lot better.
During the course of my life, i’ve dealt with so many shit, these and those. But strangely though, I always managed to find my perfect escape: art. I remember when i was at junior high, I had some problem adapting at life at boarding school, so I began to draw a lot and learn how to play guitar.
Up to this day, I still find the beauty of creating something is the best way to deal with daily problem of being pushed from every direction. Thank you art for being such a great therapy for me.