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I want to go on tour.
I want to live in a cabin in the woods.
I want to sleep when I’m tired and wake up when I’m rested.
I want to play drums whenever I feel the urge.
I want to publish books for kids.
I want to show appreciation to the people I love.
I want to write a song which pushes someone to be a better person.
I’m afraid that once I get these things, they won’t mean as much.
I want to appreciate the things I have, the things I once wanted.
EDIT: Last night I signed in to my old Xanga blog and have been reading through old posts. Here’s one posted January 09, 2006:
I wish I was on tour. I wish I was playing music every night. I wish I had random people talk to me, start up conversations with me and actually want to hear what I have to say. I wish I was living out of a van.
I wish I was appreciated…
Strange how some things never change…5 years later and instead of going on tour, I settled down in Toronto. Hopefully I can find a way to do both in the near future…