You know what I hate more than my art style?
I tell you.
I hate nothing more than my art style.
But my mom came to me yesterday and told me the story of the archer who was so focused on the target that he could never hit it.
Until that one day he learned to enjoy his practice and finally understood that the more you like doing what you do, the better you improve.
Did he hit his target in the end?
And I hope to be like him and finally accept my mistakes just to get better without even realising.
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