|I climbed to the top of a mountain and all I got was this bloody photo.|
A long time ago, I decided my life would be about Love. I would do all the things that I love...I would gorge my senses...I would always be learning...Traveling...I would always be loving...I would be in pursuit of everything that I love...Because of this, I am for the most part, happy. I have failed at times. I have failed in some of my endeavors in regard to everything that I love...But because I followed my true self, when it comes down to it, I never actually was unsuccessful. I have taken chances. Some chances have proved to be a great success and it was difficult to wipe the smiles off my face. Other chances, I try to learn, forget and move on from. I have always believed, that every failure is a triumph. Why? Because hopefully, I will learn something from the upset. The next time I am faced with a challenge or a bump in the road, I will be better equipped and ready. When I look back on my small life so far, I have come to appreciate the bumps and the glitches. Maybe even more so than those of my successes and joyful moments.
My love of writing is a cruel love...I have to remind myself to not compare myself to other writers. Yes, there will always be someone smarter, more creative and better at spelling than myself. I can only work with what I have and try to improve upon that of which I fall short. I have to remember why I do what I do. I need to remember, why I write what I write. Is it for the masses? Perhaps. It is my hope others enjoy what I write, gain something from it and maybe they are entertained. When it comes down to the nifty gritty, mainly, I write for me. I write because it makes me feel joy. I write because sometimes it’s torture to keep feelings, thoughts and emotions inside. I write because if I die tomorrow, I want to know at least I tried to live the best possible life I could.
Writing, to me, is like making love. It brings me great joy and pleasure, I could do it all day and I’m not that bad at doing it on my own.
What is the meaning that you give to your life?