Success

Why am I so obsessed with "success"?

Because I want to reach a level of accomplishment where I feel like all of the time, and effort, and agony, and strife, and terrible things I've had to go through in my life, the awful things that I have to deal with every day, will be paid off, and I will feel like ALL of that finally put me in a position to pat myself on the back and know that I have become a wise, accomplished, sustaining young woman. That I am now ready to handle the unmanageable. I don't want fear of dissatisfaction or incompetence or life-altering failure.

I want to feel that its okay, and that its going to be okay, and that everything happens for a reason, and that everything I'm doing is music, and that when I wake up in the morning, I know exactly what I want to do and I will feel alive doing it. I want peace of mind. I want strength and wisdom. I want clarity and acceptance. This is success to me.

I will not rush life, even life rushes me.