I feel like I've been hoping the last ten or more years for things to get better, to improve, for the life of my dreams to materialize. I've been hoping, but I've been acting, too. I am working towards my dream life every day. Constantly trying to improve what can be improved. Adjust, what can be adjusted. Be it thoughts, systems, boundaries... But I feel like I am missing something crucial. Or maybe it's just my impatience whispering ugly things in my ear? The absolute worst thing I could do is to compare myself to others. I know that and I still do it. I look at pictures and think how perfect they look, their life seems to be, how easy they make it seem. Now I'm wondering if people look at my pictures like that, thinking I have it all together and I am where they want to be. It feels ridiculous and I am wondering how much I am myself perpetuating this ideal life farce through social media. Because I don't have it yet. And I am not even sure how to get it or how far away I still am from it. If it is something that can ever be reached or if I will be in a state of constant want forever.

A3 (30x40cm/12x16"), acrylic on paper, signed at the bottom right corner. 

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