poor richard

even as i write this richard is lying on the bottom of his vase. I dont know how much time richard has in the land of the living. He sleeps a lot, but lately has taken to lying on his side and suddenly zipping about before lying down again. he still has an appetite, so who knows. I am a bit concerned. Little bastard needs to live, he still has half a bag of food to eat.

to be or not to be

i am contemplating whether or not the life i want can actually exist. All the factors that in my mind would equal a satisfying experience exist individually, but can they all exist at once and fulfill my ideal? Can i be creative enough to have a good creative job, or do the realities of day to day business with difficult clients and the bottom line cloud my vision? Is my ideal unrealistic? Do i even know what I really want? I know I dont like working, i would much rather invest my time other ways. I am searching for this be all end all job/career, and i dont know if i am going to find it. where did i get this idea?

Changes. just like tupac said, change comes to all of us.

My life has changed, and in a lot of ways. i'm 25 years old. im not a kid anymore, and in fact many of my friends have kids. i wear business clothes and go to a job. i dont like staying out until 4 a.m. just because i can.

i wonder sometimes if i hold on to the few bits of youth that I have left as long as i can before i succomb to the last hallmarks of adulthood. Nights out with my friends for a pint or two, doing my errands by myself, staying in with no one else home, i like these things. Will they lose their luster as well? Probably.

The question I have to answer for myself is am I ready for more changes?