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Today, I met with Dr. Kenton. She's fun. I like her. Then I went with my mother to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Also fun.
Makes me want to paint for a living. Although, it occurred to me that most of the artists in the museum never really made a living. So I spose I'll write instead.
I was halfway through, passing the Degas' ballerina when it occurred to me.... I am someone.
I love to write. Singing gives me great joy and suits me. I like to push boundaries. I like to learn people better than they've learned themselves. I feel as if I am generally open minded. I try but I can be lazy. I give a damn and I will always give a damn. And if people prove to me that they're worth my time, from now on, they have it.
And no matter what I've done in the past that exceeded other people's expectations, no matter how bad it is that often I give people more than they even realize I am giving... It's not my fault if people aren't decent enough to give back. I am proud that I am the kind of person who'd give you a shirt and a back to go with it. I am proud of the decisions I have made in the past. I regret giving too much of muself and spreading myself thin but I am writing now, more than ever. And my writing has direction again, something I lacked for a long time. And mostly, it's about becoming a person again. Once I forgot what that was.
Suddenly, I remember.
Makes me want to paint for a living. Although, it occurred to me that most of the artists in the museum never really made a living. So I spose I'll write instead.
I was halfway through, passing the Degas' ballerina when it occurred to me.... I am someone.
I love to write. Singing gives me great joy and suits me. I like to push boundaries. I like to learn people better than they've learned themselves. I feel as if I am generally open minded. I try but I can be lazy. I give a damn and I will always give a damn. And if people prove to me that they're worth my time, from now on, they have it.
And no matter what I've done in the past that exceeded other people's expectations, no matter how bad it is that often I give people more than they even realize I am giving... It's not my fault if people aren't decent enough to give back. I am proud that I am the kind of person who'd give you a shirt and a back to go with it. I am proud of the decisions I have made in the past. I regret giving too much of muself and spreading myself thin but I am writing now, more than ever. And my writing has direction again, something I lacked for a long time. And mostly, it's about becoming a person again. Once I forgot what that was.
Suddenly, I remember.