People tell me I can't do all the things I want to do, and they are of course wrong, because I can and I do and I will.
But I still can't ever reach my greatest, deepest, most secret goal, the goal I left off that list: to have a singular passion.
Maybe that's ok.
Maybe my life will always be about running toward that unattainable goal, trying and loving everything I find along the way.
And maybe at the end, when I have to give an account of my life, I'll say that
I never was anything, but I was everything.
The whole thing is inspiring! Go, read.