So I can’t get to sleep. I’ve got a lot on my mind. Future, past, present. It’s all crashing together, right at this moment. Not that it hasn’t before, but the future is so bright it’s hard not to look at the past candles that have lit the way for it.
Does that make sense? I find myself asking that a lot these days. I feel like I’m becoming something different. Something strange. I feel like I’m becoming more myself. Which is kind of the point I guess.
There’s a lot to do. Some might say I’ve done a lot already, but I refuse to believe that. I’ve done enough to get me here. But it’s not good enough, not yet. Maybe it never will be, and that is alright with me. I feel insatiable.
It’s because I have big dreams.
I refuse to stop until I’ve changed the world. I don’t want to just write. I want to write my legacy. Is this getting too “Kanye” for anyone? If so, the door is right behind you. And the “back” key is in the top left corner of your screen. At least it is for mine.
That’s a lie, I’m writing this on my iPad.
Anyway, if you’ve read this far, then by now you’ve realized that my awkward, attention-defecit, hodgepodge of carelessly assembled words just took up 2 minutes of your time. Two minutes you’ll never get back.
I’d apologize, but I think we both know it was no one’s fault but your own. Thank you though, in this digital age, the 2 minutes you invested in reading my thoughts counts for something. At least to me.
How funny would it be if no one read this, and I spent half of the blog addressing an imaginary audience? Oh well, at least I got a smile out of the thought. And that’s enough…