Drive....writng....passion
Certain thngs drive me, like all of us. I have a court date concerning my driving coming uo very soon. Nervous and apprehenious. I want to write, or paint or things of that ilk, and i just turned 30 this month. times ticking i suppose. I want to push myself, and yet i cant, stress causes crashes, and then theres my rather debilitating thought patterns. ANd so as in life, as it has always been for me, i run a hurdles race with legs that cannot jump. Its not possible for me to do what most can, and i have to quit 'cause i get so burdened i cant function. I fight every moment of every day. The talent i have is a dying one society wise, unles i can find a song-writing partner. But more than anyother kind of writing, poetry spills, so easily from mind to fingers. I have passion, but i seem to have an issue with where to find opportunites where to use any kind of my writing.....and so it goes.