When I grow up
Ok, what am I going to do with my life? I've had 39 years to figure it out and I haven't got a clue. Do I finish school and get a teaching credential? Do I just start taking painting classes even though I know I have no real talent? Do I just sit at the computer and type for an hour a day even though it makes me feel vaguely sick to my stomach? I really don't know. I do know that when I am around books or art or hear people talk about writing or painting, my heart beats faster. Maybe I should become an art history major and write a book about art. Yeah, that's the ticket. So, any thoughts? I'm 100% open to suggestions.
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I think you and Robert are in the same boat. Maybe you and he could start a consortium.
Oh. That wasn't very helpful. I think we all have to try different things. Why do you say you don't have talent? I think if your heart beats faster than you are on the right track. Or at least the right treadmill.
Follow your heart. If it's telling you to write a book, write a book. If it's telling you to get an ice cream, get an ice cream. See? Easy!
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