I had an appointment today with a doctor friend of a doctor friend. My friend gave me her name and said ‘you know. Just incase’. So on this rainy morning, when I just as soon have stayed in bed all morning, I crawled onto the bus and went to meet this person ‘you know. Just incase’. So we had one of those ‘nice to meet you may I pick your brain conversations’ for fifteen minutes.
Now I’m sitting in my window watching the wet street and thinking about two things she said.
“What do you want to do with your life?” and “If you have to ask yourself, should I do this? Then you probably shouldn’t”. Two simple sentences that have oh so much meaning to them.
The first one is easy. Since I first picked up that pink crayon I’ve wanted to be n artist of some kind. I always thought I was born to be one. That being said what makes an artist? Do I have to be a successful artist and earn a living from my art? In the end I paint for myself. I try to tell myself that I don’t care what anybody else thinks but I know that’s not true. I care to a certain extent and I love when somebody enjoys something I did but really what matters is that I like it myself. So do I paint Elvis or little dogs on velvet and make some money to buy things. Or do I do what I love and have more of the things money can’t buy? I think I know the answer to that.
The second one is a little tougher. Not a question but a statement. For most people it’s probably a no brainer. But for me, with my history, if I lived by that statement I’d have never done half of what I have done. I know that when she said it she was talking about lifestyle choices or such earth shattering things. But as I look out the window my mind wanders to everything and anything. If I lived my life by that statement I wouldn’t be sitting in my window writing this I’d be in the mountains. No I’d be living at my Dad’s. No I’d be ….
So I’ll add my own statement of the day ….
Life is for real, there’s no rehearsal ….
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