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March 11, 2010

Blank Slate


Have you ever come to fork in the road of your life where it just seems like a blank canvas? So blank that its just whispering to you "come make me a masterpiece"? That's definitely where I am right now and it is painful, frustrating, melancholy, painful, mysterious, and exciting all together. But my soul feels horribly uneasy. In my heart I want so badly to make a contribution in this world but feel like chains are tying me down. Every day I am praying for guidance, but I am not sure my mind is even open to hearing the response. That's bad right? I've got to get it together for sure, but I have to start simple. I think I need to first deal with and except what is my reality and stop dreaming. But when you stop dreaming, you stop living...at least that's my thought. Dreams are not just unfulfilled missions, they are puffs of hope that keep us going. I never want to stop dreaming just because I took the less popular path at 32. Regrets are for the pessimistic. I want to live life and make it a masterpiece starting today.

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