The Artistic Life
The sad song of Alfred J.
"Everyday is for creating something. Something not necessarily for a purpose. Or to please someone else. But because it is better to do than to not do."
I have heard those words. I have written and read those words. Yes. But do I live them?
I am almost 40 years old. Half a life lived in Prufrock spoons. All measured and calculated.
This child, my Laura she is the opposite. No measurement. No calculation. Only doing. Forging ahead to the beat of her own drum.
Did the Lord know my child would be my teacher too?
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