Recently, I've been doubting myself a little bit. And it's not because I don't feel confident, but because I don't know if what I'm doing will be worth while. I feel like it's stemming from the whole idea that as a species, we are afraid of dying and not "leaving behind our mark."

I'm not looking to change the world, but...is pursuing art a selfish choice?
If I could do some greater good with the art I make, then I think I'll be happier.
I love being involved in art and I've spent my entire life pursuing it-- it would be such a waste to take a sharp turn now. And I'm not saying that I want to throw it out, but I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm feeling a little bit insecure about my future.

Yes, I am whoever I want to be, but is that person a little too naive, a little too oblivious?