Diary of a Mad Potter

I meant to post one on my birthday, but that didn't work out. I'm really bad at this, aren't I?

April 20 was my 41st birthday and I found myself reverting to the maturity level of 20 years ago. Or, have I been here all the time and I didn't even know it? I keep questioning myself lately, and I'm even finding myself getting tired of it and wanting to slap myself.

In reality, I am fairly certain my life isn't going the way I always thought it would, and wanted it to be. I find myself trying to decide if I should compromise or fight even harder. It's tough to give up your dreams.

The light may not be dying...but I find myself wanting to "Rage, rage" against it anyway.

ARGH...snap out of it!!!

Hey, is anyone reading this stuff anyway? It would be nice to know...