Life IS Good

Two hours to go before my last final, after which I am done for the year. 4:00 this morning saw me salsaing in Albuquerque with some New Mexican natives, but now here I am back in C-Town. Why am I taking this final again? Right now I find myself struck by how misleading the outward and obvious appearance of my worldly pursuits must be in relation to those things which actually inspire me. For it is the things that have not yet sprung into my life – those that are waiting, lurking – which fuel my passion. The presence of their mere potential, whether or not they in fact come to fruition, drives me, granting me new insight in discerning between what I can live with or without and indellibly impressing upon me the undeniable assertion that life IS good.