Ate a cafe with my dad, they served cream for my coffee in this bowl, signed by Micheal Jackson. Random. I wonder if it is his real autograph?. Am i stupid for even thinking it could be possibly legit? Well maybe i am, but at least i have optimism in my life.
Do you ever wish you were good a certain thing, and you're just not? For me that is drawing. I talk to my dad often about how i feel that i am "missing out" on certain aspects of life because nursing school takes up every aspect of my life. Its just I get this overwhelming sensation to sit down and draw. I see a blank piece of paper and I just want so badly to create my thoughts into an image. I just can't. A teacher once said to me in high school "You can do anything you want, but you can't everything"- Mr.Rosell. I feel that is true, however it makes me mad. Why can't i do it all? Why can't i be a nurse, an amazing dancer, singer, artist, photographer, cook, fashion designer?..Huh? Who says no? I tell myself No. I know i can't do it all. It is hard for me to accept that i guess. Sometimes i wonder how i pick which ones i want the most, but i better pick- or soon i won't become anything. I suppose some day if i truly want to be decent at drawing, i will take a drawing class and devote time to sit and draw and to find inspiration. But for now my awful doodles will have to do.
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