i think the song strikes a chord with millions of people who are trying to figure out how to prove their self-worth because they know that it exists somehow. in part because of these changes, the question of whether or not there is a future for our hobby has been running through my mind these past months. i had (and still have) a dry-erase board in the bathroom. force myself to step away from whatever i’m doing if i’m sinking too much time into one task or area of my life. or maybe we have changed enough to relate to everything easier. 