Life is life...

I'm just musing about life. It's pretty awesome actually. I could be like someone (who shall remain nameless) who is currently in a correctional facility (he won't be expressing himself to his 'full capability' for at least another 4 or 5 years. So ha Dr.Dre!). But, back to the point. Your life should have meaning. There are two ways to achieve this it seems. Meaning to the world (Just finished watching 'Iron Lady'), but also or more importantly meaning for oneself. I know I complain a lot or at least more than I should. I know I have my flaws and mental pains. I know a lot of things I do aren't always done to 100% or my best. Still, I feel truly blessed. This life has given me incredible amounts of joy. I would not switch places with any of you, nor would I trade any of my experiences for any amount of money. I feel satisfied with what I have achieved for the last 13 years on my own. I may be broke, but there is a certain freedom in this. My expectations are my own. No one dictates how I should feel or what I should believe or not believe.

It takes a long time to craft oneself. I'm still getting there. Even so, I think that I'm on the right path. In time I will get where I need to be. I'm not in any rush.