last night as i was driving home from work this song spoke to me.
if you don't know, it's from the ending of the movie inception
(which, if you haven't seen, RUN don't walk
to your nearest "movies on demand" channel and rent it).
i'm not going to give away the ending, but it's a very moving scene,
and it got me thinking about life.
and i realized...
i want to be inspired.
i want to find my passion.
i want to do that which is an innate part of my being.
i want to be creative.
the only problem is... i have zero creative skills.
i can't draw, paint, cook, bake, or take photos to save my life.
i love to sing & dance (like, really love)
but i'm not good enough at either to make something out of them.
the only things i've ever been good at are writing, speaking and organizing,
which do not necessarily lend themselves to the kind of life i am imagining right now.
i am imagining incredible actors/actresses,
who are able to fully commit to every role.
i am imagining composers,
who wake up one morning with a perfect melody in mind.
i am imagining children,
who know at such a young age what they were born to do.
i know these people are rare, but so what?
..why can't one of them be me?