born to Ghiblify photos of myself

forced to answer emails and write stories

ghiblifying photos of myself is like living in a dreamy wonderland, but then reality kicks in with those never-ending emails and story drafts. i mean, who wouldn't prefer floating through a magical forest over staring at a screen, right? anyone else feeling the struggle between creativity and adulting?

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