Collapsed on the carpet I am able to stare down at the things I adorn my days with and wish just one I could select from the litter and with it surpass my own expectations, to be excellent in just one of them instead of being mediocre in all. They are all snippets of my life, guitar, flute, piano, photography, art, writing, acting, and I want to have a passion for one thing and just excel in that one thing. But how can I choose? And how is there enough time? And I sit here and I lift one scrap up only to find myself glancing at another. I think I’d prefer to be a jack of all trades, but sometimes, sometimes I wish there was only one.
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DITTO!