Dead Trees with Dead Words
I love knowledge.
My goal in life is to be this knowledgable sponge, but knowing and loving something isn’t the same as making something.I have always loved art, but I can’t get my hand to do what my brain envisions.I have always loved music, but I can’t sing, or play an instrument the way I’m inspired.I have always loved sports and seeing human ability, but I’m not an athlete. I’m a writer. A thinker. A lover.Of course, that sounds peaceful and sweet but at the end of the day, I am not gifted.At the end of the day, I will die before my creations will live. So I will sit back, and scribble in my notebook about the amazing works of others.