What am I passionate about?

I don’t even know.  I am working all the time, I am converting data, I’m writing innovative code.  I’m dreaming.  I’m wasted.  “My days feel like wasted, and there are times my soul screams.”  You are gone and I think maybe I should be with you.  I’m still here though, living.  I have so many things to do that I can’t imagine anything that I can do that will make this right.

Life is something I have in excess, but I think it might be something that should be disregarded.  Tossed aside like the lid of some soda, left unfinished on the edge of your bed.

I’m still half full but I wish I were half empty.

Categories: everyday

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One Response

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   MagicMushroom:

   Hi. You have a wonderful way of writing.. Do you mind telling me where you got that quote from, (“My days feel like wasted, and there are times my soul screams”) ? I am sure that I’ve heard it somewhere before but just can’t remember…!

   07.05.2011 08:19