Monday, April 17, 2006

pens and pills

got both today. one in the mail, the other from the pharmacist. it seems that over the years i've inadvertently yielded to a number of chronic issues. some not physical.

"skills can be learned, but you can't make someone love something that they don't." do i love something because i'm good at it or am i good at something because i love it? what do you do when desire doesn't befall talent? never a spectator, always wanting more. perplexities shifting to the forefront as of late.

what am i doing with my life?

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