So.. what do I love..
Other than people and 'select' things, I love doing new things, exploring new possibilities and eureka moments. Now reflecting back on what I just wrote, I'm thinking that my list doesn't include making movies, painting or designing. Strange.. Considering that I've always told myself and believed that to be truly good at what you do and be content and happy at it, you need to love it as if that is the only thing you think about... the only thing which drives you...
But my loves don't include anything tangible... I love the beautiful, the deep, the mysterious but nothing which can convert to a profession. Of course, whatever I do now is an off shoot of what I love but that is not it. I don't know what to love so much that I give my life to it. That really explains my career jumping way of life. Can I really love something as deep? Am I not the special child I was always told I am? I always believed I was but that image of me for myself is slowly fading away.
I am becoming a mortal, someone who can be broken, who can be broke, who can not be good at some things. I'm not good at everything. That is a realization. That 'possibilities are endless' phrase has long been taken for granted by me. Its time to grow up...
And as the influence of the wine wears off, I see me telling myself yet again...
I CAN DO ANYTHING... YES I CAN..
I AM..
