A build up of time, a lust, a symphony of emotion and hunger. To move, to go with the business. Moving forward today. Pressing the will to the bone. Accomplish or fall through the cracks. A goal in sight. Press on. Must press on. Didn't fall back or behind as thought. Just climbing a bigger mountain. A much bigger mountain. Tired but a firm grip. Half way there. Did i bite off more tha i can chew? I think not. A lust for it, all other aside. Damn the man, Damn the world. Motives, yes i have motives. What would anything be without motives. We all want something. I just want everything. A prideful, lustful, Glutton i am. Atleast i know my name.
Well let's face it, life isn't what it use to be. I use to stay up for days at a time. For about the past two plus years i have worked on average about 100 hours or so a week. Sometimes 70 hours in one run and anytime i have been home i am in bed at about ten. The grey is really starting to show now. But i am ok with the family life and i still have some of that old optimism and the goals to go with it. Things just take a bit longer to develope now. Still get the big itch for the old night life though. Daddy's can't be as wild and free as in their young days. Frenzy is just something on the tip of the tongue now. Things are beginning to settle in for me and i am starting to feel like things are stable enough to get back to a bit of my old creative self. I don't think the craving fo the wilder side of life ever goes away. Just becomes more tempered. Thankfully so because when i look back at some of the things i have done it is a wounder i still exist in any form. I should have been pine boxed a long time ago.
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