I feel unbalanced in a number of ways…
I’ve left too many things unfinished and I haven’t felt like I’ve been doing the best that I possibly can because of small problems that I’ve let occur. I’ve let too much money get spent and I’m focused on too many projects at once.
I’m feigning progression yet the only thing that I’ve been progressing in has been a progress report… what does the preacher say “You’ll get that on the way home”. A business card doesn’t mean that you’re in business. It simply means that you are in the business of having things printed. To be in business, you need more than a business card; you need a drive.
I sometimes, privately, feel like Lauryn Hill feels if she paid attention to critics. What is the purpose of all of this foolishness? Can you grasp what I’m saying?
I’m standing at a mailbox reading the name on the side of it. The mailbox is standing in front of a house. I walk up to the window to view the living room and I see a fireplace with a mantle and above the mantle I see a family portrait. I go up the fireplace and at the top of the chimney, there is a work glove with a scroll sticking out of the index finger. Flying above the chimney is a place that has tennis rackets for propellers and they hit the basketball through the goal posts.
I memorized this the first time that I heard it when Cliff Malloy was on stage and was sharing this information.
I hate formality. But I despise informality. Can we find a happy medium between the two?