No “if” needed

I was sawing in my tiny room today. Too tiny to fit me, so cutting and sewing is an impossible mission- but I had no choice. I made it. Thinking about the unimaginable times I tried to make this pattern- and it still feels not perfect to me. I knew this is what I am going to do after school, so why didn’t I let one of my teachers check it? and spare the time and headache. "If only?", it was "if only" kind of day. Then, I open my notebook and started investigating. This purple folder of mine, to open it is just a dream. No “if” needed. I know I was made for this.