We're always at work, it must be fun at work and then when we're off we're too tired and or too restricted to really have some fun.
I know in my town, people ain't dong shit and as I look over the country the majority are actually miserable. But the people who really know how to enjoy live have a certain glow about themselves. It's a spirit they won't let die. They have fun at everything, even sickness and I like this attitude.
Always learning and growing they outgrow all the bullshit, they stay ahead of the game, just as you clean your house.
So often we fail to plan and it's really hard to plan a good time. I ask myself is it the destination or the journey. That always shocks me back into reality and I get busy, because I love to play just as hard as I love to work.
I don't see a difference, believe commitment is a passion, no matter what you commit to doing, of course good. You get what you give.
But, sometimes you come to a point, you've done so much, you just don't know what to do anymore, that's legal anyway. One very fond friend said, "Art you need to go somewhere and sit your ass down". She was 85 years young and that is exactly what I'm going to do, lol.
So, today, I'm putting it out there: I'm committed to continue playing just as hard as I work.
(((your inner voice.com)))