Driving on the highway every day has made me decide that if this whole game design thing doesn't work out that I am about 66.66 % sure that I want to be a race car driver. It's made me think a lot about risk -- how some people risk their lives by becoming stunt-people or race car drivers or base jumpers -- and even though I feel like risk is a selfish thing, there is some sort of self-satisfaction that I'm beginning to understand. I still think that risking one's life is an act that is purely for the benefit of an individual and ignores the love and care from other people.
On another note, I've really enjoyed the amount of dancing I've worked into my day. I've enjoyed all that I've learned at my new job, and I've enjoyed continually learning how to deal with the loss that still lingers on my shoulders. I've enjoyed the busy-ness that has come with a new routine.
"I can't give it up
To someone else's touch
Because I care too much".
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