11 March 2007
LIFE KICKS UP
I think there’s something fantastic about the written word. Words are amazing to me, and those who can paint with words better than I can snap with a camera blow me away. But putting pen to paper does not constitute living — no matter how eloquently you write. It doesn’t matter how many (or few) charming sentences or paragraphs you can convey. Life is meant to be lived.
I wonder how many people expect life to come to them, who come at this process with expectations. If you want things to be different, then chances are it’s you who has to change.
This applies to me, too.
