Any time they read that French poem, I just imagine them sticking their tongue out at me teasingly. It almost alway follows some sort of confession of frustration...

I’ll never understand. But I suspect some part of it is men don’t want what they can easily obtain.

I’m not even so sure that if I were some big shot or an independently wealthy status-wise match it’d be any different.

It’s like Jack when he first sees Rose on Titanic, but without the ensuing romance. It would be as if his Irish buddy was right

Not dissimilar to Jack, I’m a lost artist wondering how to make ends meet in an economy that works best for the rich. Except he seems a lot more comfortable with his vagabond status and I’m deeply uncomfortable w/ my wasted intellect.

I remain focused on my career change though

I just wonder if it’ll all click into place for me before I drown alone in icy water next to a piece of furniture for two...

I have often wondered when and if life is ever going to work out for me.

It’s not a helpful thought. I’ve learned the less I try to think about a grand and unrealistic future the better.

I have spent a lifetime thus far pursuing unrealistic goals.

It is impossible to not be disappointed by aiming too high.

Yet I find it hard to motivate myself without some sense of grandeur. I am continuously disappointed in myself; thoroughly unimpressed.

But a reminder I’m hardly alone in my generation. Day by day is the best I can do.

I’m fine by the way.
It takes a great degree of maturity to realize your limitations and I’ve finally learned what mine are so that I can focus on lasting change that WILL allow life to finally go as planned (at least the parts in my control).

I am, like many intelligent people before me, prone to burnout by overextending themselves to too many possibilities without focusing on one. Additionally it’s easy to lose sight of small victories by spending too much time on the big battle. Then I burn out and fail.

For now, I am employed and at a major studio (that’s great!)

I am a novice programmer and it will probably take a year before I can go pro.

I have a section of a painting — it’s process.

I wish I had more lifetimes to pursue all my passions & have more chances at love.

Sorry for this thread... I never meant for it to be this long but I’m sure many can relate to not having enough hours in the day and dreaming well beyond their station in life.

We’ve got all the time in the world to day dream. But we’ve also got time to focus. And so I must.