Wednesday, July 30, 2014

I Want to Be Creative

I am so obsessed with being grown-up.  I dislike being grown-up.  Being grown-up not only makes me boring, but it makes me rude.  I get frustrated with people for not being as grown-up and boring as me.  It keeps me from doing what I really love.  I am too afraid to chase my dreams because "it's not what a grown-up would do."  That's stupid.  I want to stay in my 20-year-old self's mind forever.  Anything was possible.  Nothing was out of reach.

I want to have a job that allows me to be creative.  I want to be an artist of some kind, spending my time being creative.  Making things with my hands that are beautiful.  Learning new things.  Taking on new crafts.  I don't want to be stuck in a stuffy office or any other stuffy place.  I don't want to stay inside all day.  I want to enjoy life in a way that allows me to flourish in the gifts I have been given.

I know that there are things that I dream of doing that seem so far off.  They aren't.  I can do them.  I am determined to take some chances.  I would rather take a risk and fail, than fail to take a risk.