Look At Your Dog

“How do you get through it?” he asked. He meant the thoughts of failure, stress about success, and others feelings of lacking that an artist goes through daily. “I look at my dog.” “You look at your dog?” “Yes. He’s achieved absolutely nothing in his life, yet he’s sublimely happy.” We’re all walking worm food anyway. Dress – Spell Designs via Turquoise Lane Sweater & Necklace – thrifted Boots – gift from Nashville