Feb 21, 2009 23:04
My mother's friend said about me:
"She is a flower like this:" (she makes tight rosebud with her two hands, a stem with her wrists) "She should be like this:" (the flower blooms) "but something happened and she never did," (the flower closes again) "and something needs to light her fuse and I don't know if it will be a person or a job or a place, but her fuse is not lit. And if it were, she could do something amazing, I know it."
Now imagine some big flashing lights all marquis-style around my head:
FAILURE!
!FAILURE
Haha. Yeah yeah, world. I'm working on it. Talk to me in eighty years when I'm dead and suddenly my paintings and photos are worth a godbillion. Then we'll see whose fuse is lit.
Psh.
No but seriously I'm gonna start taking life seriously like right right now. No, for real. I am.