We’re so caught up in DOING that we never stop to ponder. This is my space to ponder.
I read somewhere today about Andre Agassi, the famous tennis player, who never did what he wanted. He became the best at something he didn’t love. His autobiography, Open, exposes his deep regret. Could you look back at your life, even one of great success, and feel at ease. Or would you feel the need to write your own confessional?
How often do you stop and look at your life and say, yea… I’m supposed to be here, this is for me. Or do you just keep moving, doing a double take at the question as it passes you by.
What are you doing?
“Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.”
Some people have a song they must sing.
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