Am I even living up to my standards, now?
Should I just run off now?
Afraid of success... afraid of failure. I don't really fail, actually. My view of failure changes once it has happened -- I change my idea of what failing is and how it applies to me. If I don't get what I want or my goal, than I change what I want or adjust my goal.
Why wait to start living? You can't say "oh, my life will begin after I finish this, or after that.. I'll start worrying about enjoying life once I or you and they....." You can't live like that; you end up with "I'll live after I retire" but by then you've lived your whole life working and not really living -- and you don't know how to live. You have to practice living throughout your life.
I'm too weird and crazy. For what? For this world. For the people in it.
