Work In
Progress
I've been
feeling a little moody lately. I have had a week off and things have not been
working out as well as I would
have hoped. First of all I ended
up burning my wrist on Saturday morning.
The
election in the US has kind of disturbed me, mostly because it’s something I
can’t control. And, once again I’m distracting myself from my creative objectives
by focusing on everything else.
Working for
yourself is the hardest thing. You got to motivate yourself even though it
seems like you’re at the bottom of a large mountain, and you wonder if you have
what it takes to make the climb.
I am full
of passion and intensity, and I think that alone is the power to take me to the
summit of this journey. Though I fear, I must swallow my fear and tread ever
onwards to the top. If no one sees me till I’m dead, it wont matter because I
am living the life I want to lead, one that I’ve dreamed of since I was a child
picking crayons from a box.
This is my
work in progress. But I am that: a work in progress—creative, full of desire,
and trepidation.
Got to keep
my eyes on the prize: everything else is inconsequential.
This looks really nice so far! :D
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