...is often times anything but. Not to detract from Mr. Kweli, but the beauty in life's struggles tends to elude me quite often. Maybe its cause I am looking to narrowly, you can not be inspired by Picasso from 12". I guess I shouldnt be singing the blues when my struggles are mostly financial and not nearly as bad as some; I have good health, great friends and a loving family, who could ask for a better support network? I know within me lies the fortitude to make it through what is hopefully just a blip in my lifline. Started hunting for a second job, both cause I need it and I want it. It will suck having to forgoe some of my tennis freedoms for a job, but what is life without some sacrafice. Fear not good people, I have done what was best for me and in the long run all thigs will work out just right. God has a plan for me, I just need to work on learning how to speak his language. Adios y Buenos Noches!
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