Mittwoch, 11. Juli 2012
I just watched a lot of old family photos from the 1920s until the 1950s. Almost everyone in these pictures has died a long time ago. This made me wonder... they lived their lives a certain way... some of them with more determination than others, but almost all of them had the same stubby nose that I have. I love that nose. I really do. None of them were famous, musically talented or particularly rich, but they were well off. All I know is that my great grandmother used to love singing and playing the piano, but was discouraged because her family kept laughing at her. So one day she stopped entirely.
What is a good path to choose? A spiritual path? A career-path? Should I go for the money or will I find my happiness during backpacking? When will I ever find the time to go backpacking again, with all these films and albums left to produce... will I be a father someday? Will I suck at it? Will I smile on the pictures they make of me, or look way too serious all the time?
I don't know. I haven't been to the Buddhist sangha in months and everytime I have some money to spare, I end up buying expensive presents to the people around me. I guess I'm passionate about my job and for now this is all that matters.
Eingestellt von Simon um 11:52