Aug 31, 2007 11:51
The things around me; the tasks I do; how I do them: so much wasted busyness, so much wasted time accomplishing worthless things for appearance's sake. Penultimate stupidity. Yet I participate. My continued acquiescence testifying, proclaiming me an accomplice to this wasted effort.
Life redefinition demands my attention. Is this a mid-life crisis? Quaint words to describe reshaping, remaking oneself.
Who I was. Who I am. Who I will be. Only one of these people matter.
minimalism,
change,
life