Just a thought

What if you're afraid of being normal because if you're normal, no one will care? Like what if you feel this need to be consistently outrageous, and without that, you fear that you're nothing at all?

That was a plot bunny, right there.

If I wasn't an artist, if I got scared of it all and ran away, what would I do?

I would write. I would go into foreign affairs. I would follow plan A. I would go to a university and have no idea what to do with my life until halfway through my senior year.

That's a good life decision, that is.