When life becomes about me, satisfaction leaves quickly.
My only true joy comes when my eyes are where they belong.
It's not about me and it never has been. Wordy, contemplative introspection is therapeutic, but counter-productive to what needs to happen.
Today, I got over myself. Talk less, listen more. I'm going to do my best to live that out. You're welcome to join me and walk down life's path for a bit...or more.
To those who have been effected, I'm sorry for taking myself too seriously. My joy has returned, I'd like to share it with you...
