I kept smiling the entire ride home even though my stomach was all tangled up in a bunch of nerves. I was so nervous and excited and wrapped up in my thoughts that I had not realized that we had gotten home until Justin pointed it out.
“Don’t be so nervous. You did okay. It takes a lot of courage to do what you did” I muttered to myself as I walked upstairs to my room. I was trying to calm myself down but it was hard so instead of laying down on my inviting bed, I dropped my bag and headed for the studio.
Halfway down the stairs, my mind kinda came back to its current state and I was suddenly aware of how icky I felt so I turned around back to my room so I could take a shower first before I head down to the studio.
What I wanted to be a short bath ended up being a thirty minute one and it was really what I didn’t know I needed. I am much calmer now but my hands still itch. The intense need to paint something was really strong and I could feel my hands tremble with need.
