A tiny little creature, who worked much harder on that web (and will do it again) than I probably ever will on anything in my life, just for a little food. That spider was no bigger than a BB pellet.
It humbles me to look at this.
A tiny little creature, who worked much harder on that web (and will do it again) than I probably ever will on anything in my life, just for a little food. That spider was no bigger than a BB pellet.
It humbles me to look at this.
I went to art school for 3 years, didn't graduate, and it is like the bane of my existence, especially since I'm seeing all these miniature 22 year olds who knew EXACTLY what the fuck they wanted to do with their life since they popped out of the womb with a textbook soldered to their hand graduating.
I'm bitter.
Curi.