One is not a fan any more. All the stuff the fandoms say on streams and on social media sound more and more alien as work buries around.
Bound by not by modelling others.
Yet exploring creativity. Letting it all out.
Doing something that might not work, that may not draw the crowd.
Will it resonate and make it so that others will see it?
Too much bundled inspiration, several years. Locked tight, all due to intentional naïveté, one is locked within. Providing the path to, one must walk alone, along without doing the cover band work and taking a risk of producing a fresh I.P
Pulling a branch out that's grown out from the stomach. Out it goes.
Not a fan, blue coller labour a way out, out. It's gonna hurt.