Finding your hidden Mickey.

When I think about things that come. I think I must be insane. Why would I ever think I could make it? Millions try daily. Most of them fail. Do I have what it takes? I think so. I don’t know why. But I do. It’s probably only because I’m still trying. Others just give up. They do you know. Give up. I wish I could say I have not seen others fail. Unfortunately I have. It’s not like I have not failed. I know I have. That’s why I am humble. Everyday I am thankful. Truly I am. I am still the teenager in Mr. Sloan’s class drawing while learning psychology and history from this great teacher. Did I learn anything about myself? yes. Yes I did. He saw it as well. I am a survivor. I see the mathematics behind it all. I just wish others did as well. I hate seeing others fail. Give up. Die. Then again. It is just making room for those who continue.

It’s all a numbers game and repetition of ones own muses, inspirations, desires and addictions.

Another thought of yours truly.

We will all have ideas. Some original. Some not. Then again it is the thought that counts. I love knowing Disney never gave up. It’s sad when others do.