Today's the first day ...

Today is the first day and only day I've got. I've been desiring to be a writer, artist of some sort, for so long. I let it fall by the wayside. I had been going to Arizona State University to get a writing degree, but out of fear of the hard work but also a logical assessment of the cost versus reward ... and yet, also, to be honest, laziness ... I quit going. I'll read the literature myself I said. Never did. Daily drudgery - or so I've perceived it - got in my way. You see, I've always battled those two natures ... hopeful, energetic and optimistic duking it out with negative, lazy and resigned to hiding. I'm happy to say the optimistic side, after much grooming, is pretty much in charge. The scared and negative me still lingers on, but he's manageable. I don't want to hide who I am or what I see and perceive from others. While your opinion matters - mostly to you - my opinion of me matters most. Why hide? Why neglect my talents out of fear of rejection? The old ideas come to play ... do I want to be 65 and looking back and going, damn, I spent a lot of my prime years on the couch living through others peoples' dreams via movies and video games? I don't want that. I don't want this life to be squandered on the fear of the unknown. Shit happens ... but good happens most often.

So here's to my first and only day ... and here's to yours!