randommanguydude

An old journal entry i wrote years ago.


I don't know what my purpose in life is. don't think anyone really knows what their calling in life is until they are face to face with destiny, fate, or coincidence. I'm trying desperately to find my muse, to find my light, hope , and inspiration. I look all around, desperate even, to find a shred of  humanity in this cold, cold world. I stare at my reflection in a fractured mirror, not hopeless, yet, not brimming with enthusiasm. I am indifference incarnate. I see what others blindly ignore. Feel the pain and anguish of the deprived and impoverished. I have known sadness, all too well. I have known sacrifice, deep and profound. I have known failure and contempt. And through it all, I found the will to smile.

To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. - Leo Buscaglia