Hi! I’m 18, and I just finished my first year of college in the design department. I live in a tiny rented studio apartment that always smells like acrylic paint and cold coffee. In my free time, I create digital illustrations, take walks along the waterfront with my headphones on, and run a little blog. I dream of one day designing a book cover for my favorite author. For now, I’m learning not to procrastinate until 3 a.m. to meet deadlines, but I’m not doing too well at it
— the smell of fresh baked goods from the bakery down the street
— drawing while listening to lo-fi playlists
— long conversations with my friends until dawn
— rainy days when I can stay home wrapped in a blanket
— old movies with a warm color palette
Turns Off
— when someone looks at my screen on the subway
— voice messages longer than 30 seconds
— an alarm set for 7:15 a.m.
— the phrase “Back in my day…”
— a mess of files and unwashed dishes on the table
