Thoughts

I can't decide what is making me write this post. It is either my ability to compromise and accept things the way they are, or the overwhelming joy of achieving something for myself. Whatever it is, 7 years past the age of 20, I realize that I have been quite prolific in small achievements in my life. I realize that I am just closer and closer to contentment each day, and for that I feel grateful. I've written songs, I've written poems, I've delved deep into a creative profession and have garnered a sense of humility after seeing the brilliant work of others around me. It is, perhaps, the life I had always wished for, but had not realized that I have. While many others dabble in fame or fortune, I have had the opportunity to explore my creative conscience.