When I was younger, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for me to spend my spare time practicing for drama and dance shows (I thought I was destined for the stage, ya’ll). One time, in preparation for my school’s drama show, we had a week of daily rehearsals. During this time, I was also running my own “design shop”, whereby people could fill out a little form and pay me £7 for a fully coded and designed website (I was ripping myself off). Away from this, I’d make free graphics and tutorials for people to use on their own websites and write up blog posts now and again about who was pissing me off at school. I was a well oiled busy-body machine and I absolutely loved it. I remember telling a friend at the time how much I was loving life because I was so busy, and she sort of looked at me like I was crazy for getting such a kick out of it.