My friend scanned all his old sketchbooks before a move, then dumped the originals in a recycling bin. He said watching the pages go, with their actual pencil smudges and coffee stains, felt like burying a past self. All those half-formed comic ideas and weird character sketches just gone, even though he had the scans. Said his brain somehow treats the files like ghosts, but the trash bags were a real funeral.

So true, learned that the hard way.

Look, that's not totally true. State boards update test requirements, they just also make you learn the basics first. You need to understand color theory and damage from bleach before you jump into vivids or color correction. The licensing test covers safety and fundamentals because a messed up scalp chemical burn is a lawsuit waiting to happen.

Wonder if it changes how a house sounds inside... like, does it block noise better or worse than the pink stuff? Fire safety ratings would make me nervous with all that cotton.

Diving deep with the meter first usually finds the problem quicker. Simple checks can just waste time on fake leads.