This past week particularly has been a mess. Besides all the school projects, I had theater opening nights and mural shifts. Time was something that I couldn't take for granted, especially when I was coming home everyday at about 8 pm or later. Sleepless nights and bad humor accompanied my restless body through the transcourse of events, but I never actually felt completely tired or unmotivated to keep going.
I was doing things I liked, things I was passionate about, and although the hours flew, I still found a way to get everything done. I guess that when you are passionate about something you find a way to keep going. That is why I am confident about our project, if we really are passionate about what we are doing, than this magazine will find a way to become something incredible. All that it takes is effort.