I realize I�m nothing but a tiny inconspicuous spot in this world. Do I matter? I�ve nothing to give to the world that I know of, and yet my muddled brain longs to contribute something for the betterment and happiness of people at large, even though I have no idea how. When will I make a mark and be sure that I will leave indelible prints of all that I will have done, be it in my own little society? Ok, I�m drawing undue haste and being exceedingly ambitious, but can I help it? I dream, fantasize and build castles in the air, and suddenly am drawn back to reality realizing my chickens have a long way to go before they are hatched. My typical laziness, procrastination and moments spent in idle musings might destroy all the hopes that I have for my future. I know I sound like a beggar with his limbs and mind in the right place, and yet who does nothing but beg, while feeling that he has a right to do so. I sound disgusting but I don�t need your criticism or your pity. What do I need, you ask. I�m not totally sure, but I can guess. An iron will, a broad mind and the determination to scale mountains. I sure wish I could put all I have into it, and realize this day by day. After all, it does seem, that in whatever realm your heart is after- success comes to the hardworking and happiness comes to the successful. |
