Hi! I’m 18, and I just finished my first year of college in the design department. I live in a tiny rented studio apartment that always smells like acrylic paint and cold coffee. In my free time, I create digital illustrations, take walks along the waterfront with my headphones on, and run a little blog. I dream of one day designing a book cover for my favorite author. For now, I’m learning not to procrastinate until 3 a.m. to meet deadlines, but I’m not doing too well at it

— the smell of fresh baked goods from the bakery down the street — drawing while listening to lo-fi playlists — long conversations with my friends until dawn — rainy days when I can stay home wrapped in a blanket — old movies with a warm color palette

— when someone looks at my screen on the subway — voice messages longer than 30 seconds — an alarm set for 7:15 a.m. — the phrase “Back in my day…” — a mess of files and unwashed dishes on the table