On Hold
I scribble on scraps of paper, doodling UFO's, as I am on perpetual hold. Sometimes when you are on hold for long periods of time, you begin to think you have been forgotten; left to you own devices in a sea of cheesy music and obscurity. Not much you can do about it I suppose. It's a job. As mundane and dull as it can be, it pays my gas to get there. Sometimes I wish I had the nerve to walk away from this semi-safe life, and jump into all my passions and dreams. I wish I had the gumption to stand up and shout, "I am better than this! I am capable of so much more!" I need to leave the relative comfort of this place and go on my true adventure. My destiny calls me ever so quietly nowadays. My plans for the future are as badly drawn as the stupid, little UFO's I draw while I am on hold. Perpetual hold. Just like my life.
1 comment:
It doesn't have to be on hold any longer. Life is too short to throw away your dreams. You have someone that is willing to help take care of you so I say jump....plunge into what you know that you can do. You do have responsibilities and I'm not saying forget those but I am saying allow yourself to live. You are an awesome writer, great drummer and song writer. You have a brilliant mind and you can do anything that you make your mind up to do. If Michelle loves you she will see you through this. No more time for the holding game. Leap....have faith in your God given abilities to be more. Word to the wise though, use those talents for His glory or you will reap the consequences of not. Best of luck and my prayers are always with you.
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