when I think about all of the things that I would like to do,
that I want to do,
that I need to do,
I get a bit overwhelmed,
and think about giving all of it up,
and just sticking to what it is that I know.
the idea of it,
simply makes me sad,
so I keep on going,
that if no one ever reads anything that I have ever written,
the idea that it has gotten written,
should be more then enough.
So it goes. Press on regardless.