Woah, that's a big one
To you, oh perfect one.
I don't strive to be you, oh perfect one. I aspire to be you. For you have all of my strengths, and you turned all of my weaknesses to my strengths.
I wish I was faithful, like you.
I admire how insensitive you are to disadvantageous situations. I seem to still be getting my leg caught in barbed wires that dig too deep in my flesh for me to just "let go". But never mind that - how did you EVER figure out how to get ANYWHERE on time? No matter how hard I try, I have physical difficulties with waking up, and leaving on schedule.
Yesterday, perfect one, as I was speaking to Kalole about my creative process, I was telling him that I get migranes from worrying that my work isn't good enough. That I will never be as good as I want to be. I told him how un-confident I am about my work, until I get a really good review, or I get paid for it. I just wanted to know Perfect Me, if this is something I can defeat? Or is this something I should accept? - as in, is THIS the diffrentiating element that will take my work from a B to an A* ?
I was just wondering.
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