You’ve loved this since you were a kid. You didn’t color inside the lines, you drew your own pictures. You were a daydreamer. You did your reading assignments, but your own stories were better. You grew up. You made posters for your band, you published a zine, you learned just enough HTML & CSS to be dangerous. You took up painting. You took up photography. You fell in love with architecture, with fashion, with films. You worked late into the night just for the fun of it. You got a job. You learned about process, about “due EOD.” You followed best practice. You followed the project brief. You did one, two, three rounds of revisions. You made the logo pop. You made the logo bigger. You optimized, you tested. You were productive, efficient, you came in under hours. You pitched countless ideas that never saw the light of day. You rarely saw daylight yourself. You got tired. You wondered how early was too early for a mid-life crisis. You thought about quitting and working on a farm, doing something with your hands. You forgot why you got into this in the first place — you love to create.

You’ve loved this since you were a kid. You didn’t color inside the lines, you drew your own pictures. You were a daydreamer. You did your reading assignments, but your own stories were better. You grew up. You made posters for your band, you published a zine, you learned just enough HTML & CSS to be dangerous. You took up painting. You took up photography. You fell in love with architecture, with fashion, with films. You worked late into the night just for the fun of it. You got a job. You learned about process, about “due EOD.” You followed best practice. You followed the project brief. You did one, two, three rounds of revisions. You made the logo pop. You made the logo bigger. You optimized, you tested. You were productive, efficient, you came in under hours. You pitched countless ideas that never saw the light of day. You rarely saw daylight yourself. You got tired. You wondered how early was too early for a mid-life crisis. You thought about quitting and working on a farm, doing something with your hands. You forgot why you got into this in the first place — you love to create.

You’ve loved this since you were a kid. You didn’t color inside the lines, you drew your own pictures. You were a daydreamer. You did your reading assignments, but your own stories were better. You grew up. You made posters for your band, you published a zine, you learned just enough HTML & CSS to be dangerous. You took up painting. You took up photography. You fell in love with architecture, with fashion, with films. You worked late into the night just for the fun of it. You got a job. You learned about process, about “due EOD.” You followed best practice. You followed the project brief. You did one, two, three rounds of revisions. You made the logo pop. You made the logo bigger. You optimized, you tested. You were productive, efficient, you came in under hours. You pitched countless ideas that never saw the light of day. You rarely saw daylight yourself. You got tired. You wondered how early was too early for a mid-life crisis. You thought about quitting and working on a farm, doing something with your hands. You forgot why you got into this in the first place — you love to create.

ou’ve loved this since you were a kid. You didn’t color inside the lines, you drew your own pictures. You were a daydreamer. You did your reading assignments, but your own stories

You’ve loved this since you were a kid. You didn’t color inside the lines, you drew your own pictures. You were a daydreamer. You did your reading assignments, but your own stories were better. You grew up. You made posters for your band, you published a zine, you learned just enough HTML & CSS to be dangerous. You took up painting. You took up photography. You fell in love with architecture, with fashion, with films. You worked late into the night just for the fun of it. You got a job. You learned about process, about “due EOD.” You followed best practice. You followed the project brief. You did one, two, three rounds of revisions. You made the logo pop. You made the logo bigger. You optimized, you tested. You were productive, efficient, you came in under hours. You pitched countless ideas that never saw the light of day. You rarely saw daylight yourself. You got tired. You wondered how early was too early for a mid-life crisis. You thought about quitting and working on a farm, doing something with your hands. You forgot why you got into this in the first place — you love to create.