So today I've seen that I'm not alone. I'm not the only person out here that is impatient, tired, striving for more than just the day to day routine. And I'm also not the only person who doesn't always have a clue!
I know that my life isn't what I had envisioned it when I was a kid. Who's is? I've spent years on a journey towards a place that may not even exist. How can you even start to know what's to come when you're 12?
I thought that I would be either a famous musician, a published writer, a critic of art.
So I'm here. I'm 40. I sometimes feel that I've wasted time. I probably have. But I can't always keep looking back. If I keep that up then my neck will be so strained that I'll eternally have a crick!
My friends are here. They mean so much to me. They have been great for my morale. And I'm not alone!
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