I've frequently looked at things and thought "oh this would be nice to do when I'm older..." And, I deligently put things away for when that time might come. I have to say, it is interesting now to see the STUFFS that now serve to remind me of exactly who I am.
It appears this has been an underlying quest, to discover who I am. When I was younger, I frequently shifted my job so that I could be "in the real world". And, was never able to quite figure out what that meant. Was it the glamorous office job, or the 9-1 floppy bar gig that I pursued? I have always lived on the perimeter; never really committing to either.
I read somewhere that people are either builders or caretakers. As I have, apparently, failed at being a caretaker, I must be a builder....
What kind of world should I build. So far, I have populated it with a trio of cats and a funny dog. Cartoon characters all. I share my space with students. I like people who aspire. I make jewelry to give away, because it is my gift and privilege to do so. I have very few friends. I don't live in any persons pocket. I am happy to have my OWN opinion.
I know my grandparents would be proud of me, and that's something that makes me feel very good about myself.
I have made mistakes. I openly apologize for ALL of them. I may have done some on purpose. I was WRONG. At least, I was trying.
I believe in LOVE. Even though, in this life, I appear to be doomed to live alone. I have a pure heart and I am loyal - much to my detriment. I can't change.
I've worked hard, and am committed to always doing so.
What are we, if not the fruit of our labours? Some labours are more fruity than others....
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