Today I went through some things; things I should have gone through before. Sometimes we get so bogged down with the various circumstances in life that they begin to form who we are…and in turn we lose sight of who we were.
Its this metamorphasis transitioning chapters in life. New things bring new attitudes and perspectives. We change a lot over time. In going back into my past today, reading through various things…I realize I’ve lost something along the way. I’m missing the creative passion I once held so dearly and so tightly to myself.
Words, expressions, visions flowed out of me. I could ryhme words in a heartbeat; I had a desire to do and be more than I was. This youthful attempt at becoming, at being in a significant way. Whatever it was that I was going for, or was a byproduct of my life, I had it.
Perhaps it was the trauma from various drama or whether I’ve simply matured and changed into this individual today. I don’t know but sometimes, ever so often, I need to be reminded about who I am, the inner creative that used to devote more of his life to craft. I was in college; I was dealing with things, more than I could ever imagined went through my mind. I overworked, overstudied, over did everything. I was an extremist on a mission to do great things.
I fell off along the way; I took a job after college, moved, changed my life and lost that expressive person a long the way. My focus was on new things, in turn I lost what I held so close, so dearly before.
One of my new years resolutions was to find this inner creative…I need to reinvent the inner creative, in a strong way. I like who I am now and what I’m doing, but I’m not the same person.
So…lets find it…
