February 6th, 2008

Shakespeare; A love that will....

For every mountain there is a miracle

I've realized now that living in a constant chase after gain compels me to expend my spirit to the point of exhaustion. But it's a subject I truly love. Better to wear out than rust out. Even with my job I did something great. I painted until I was exhausted. Then I forced myself to do another and it was the best thing I've done for weeks. I had to paint. I had to draw.

But now I'm knocked out, I've never felt so physically and mentally exhausted. I'm quite stupid with it and long only for bed; but I am happy...