and it seemed unfair to her, that her passion translated into a profession that provided for her life. where as others had to divide their time between what they loved and what they had to do in order to do what they loved. they had to strive towards something that fed their soul and struggle through something just to feed them self. she viewed it as luck and a blessing that she resided upon the side of the line that didn’t have to wrestle with the world to carve out a life. she just hoped that this ease didn’t one day translate to complacence.