At this point in life, i am asking myself if i should be immersed in doing what i love.
For context, i’m not oblivious to the daily adult responsibility that never goes away.
So i’m fully cognizant that i can’t abandon my adult roles.
What i’m talking about now is what would appear to be the art of living, loving, thinking, playing, contributing, and leaving.
Loving, thinking, playing, contributing, and leaving.
Loving, thinking, playing, contributing, and leaving an organized compass for my family, particularly our son (16).
It would seem to me that every aspect of what i do now ought to be filtered through the lens of love, joy, art, and contribution.
It would also seem there is zero room for fitting into a prescribed way or mold.
Should we dare to follow our own voice?
Even if it’s something others may frown upon, or worse, think is crazy, self-indulgent, or ridiculous?
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