From The New Yorker
July 19, 2011
“But that’s what being an artist is – feeling crummy before everyone else feels crummy.”
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“But that’s what being an artist is – feeling crummy before everyone else feels crummy.”
Guess we do a pretty good job of it then, wouldn’t you say? Love, Tricia
But it might also mean feeling wonderfully alive before everyone else does too!
Or maybe feeling wonderfully alive regardless of anything else.