a mediocre dreamer

I used to wonder why or how i became such a dreamer. it's caused me so much grief and frustration in the past, especially when i was unable to express the things that went on in my head. i can hear the music, i can visualize the dance, and i feel what's coming next... but i've never been gifted with the skills to give my visions life. God has perplexed me with this my entire life. Now i can respond with feelings of inadequacy OR appreciation for those who realize everything i can only imagine with genuine talent.

i know i have my love/hate cycles with people, but they really do amaze me sometimes.