Sometimes, just sometimes I wonder what it would be like to
pick an idea – just one – and to run with it.
Not have about dozen other ideas follow on from that one, not get so
excited and fired up by ALL the ideas that are shouting around your head and clammering
for attention, but you know – just have ONE idea.
Yeah, I wonder what that is like.
The older I get the more ideas and exciting projects I think
of and therefore want to experience. For
years I was afraid of change and didn’t like trying out new things, because new
things = potential failure. Now, I can’t
sit still. I don’t want to sit
still. I don’t want to do the same thing
over and over again. I don’t want to
still be in the same place one year from now.
Life is short and experiences fill it with a richness the
English language can’t even begin to encompass.
I hunger for more, there’s always something new to taste, to possess, to
create, to shape, to form, to give life to.
Life is short. Every
moment should be seized like it could be the last.
