Is a woman turning 46 still full of possibilities and potential?

I love to draw. My dream of making it my livelihood is dying. I keep drawing worthless unfinished pieces as I approach being middle-aged.

If I quit trying, I won't have a purpose. I'm so lost.

(Scribble of the soul at work.
Sorry for the poor quality.)

I just found out my elementary school in Fairbanks, Alaska closed a few years back. ☹️

Golden foliage.

I keep getting better at scissoring!

First 붕어빵 of this year.

Lunch at 5pm.