Fighting for Life

Today I realized that none of the answers that I seek will come from anyone but myself. Waiting for someone to tell me the answers to wealth, or how to solve my problems in unrealistic. They don’t provide you this even in school. You’re expected to problem solve on your own. So I imagined, if I was in a sticky situation where my life was at stake, would I come up with the solution or die? This is where I find myself at the moment.

I found so much joy in completing two paintings this weekend. After I finished, I didn’t want the joy to end. I was looking a playing guitar, or my keyboards, or writing some lyrics to a new song. To be able to do what brings me joy, I’m going to have to figure out the solution to living that type of life. I have to scratch my way to creating that type of life. N one is going to paint the directions on how to get there for me.