I'm too young for a mid-life crisis.

I suppose we all go through times where we wake up one morning, and we realize this is my life. The only one I've got. What am I doing? Where am I going? Is that what I want? Is this what I was made for?

I don't want to be in my mid 40's and look in the mirror one morning and realize that I have wrinkles around my eyes, my breasts are sagging, and that all that I've done is meaningless, egocentric, and shallow.

I don't want to settle for anything less than what I was made for. No matter how challenging and impossible it might seem. I don't want to make excuses for what I "can't" be and do.

It's hard to go in this store...

















after seeing this picture.

Pulitzer prize winning photo by Kevin Carter who committed suicide shortly after being awarded.



That's just my muse. He has been quite active this week.