“I think I’m going to get a job…” I said softly.
“A job? Sounds good…” my grandmother spoke up with interest.
That was when I realized that I must have spoken my thoughts out loud. Seeing my grandmother’s reaction convinced me that it was probably the right course of action for me right now. If Hayden had moved on already, then I should do the same as well. I can’t wallow in here all my life after all.
“I should start seriously job hunting…” I said with a smile.
“What job are there for art students?” my grandmother asked.
“Well, I still have some university projects so I guess all I can do is some parttime work,” I said.
Good question. I haven’t graduated yet either and I wasn’t famous or anything like that. If I relied on just selling my painting, I probably wouldn’t be able to make ends meet. Plus, I didn’t feel motivated or in the mood to create any good artwork right now.
“I’m not sure actually but I’ll try looking…” I replied honestly.
