Floating

I've always lived the life of others. I listen, I analyze, I advise, they try, they fix, and we all move on. Nothing ever happens to me really. I thought that there would be something this year because of the way it all started, but there really isn't anything. I've gained more friends than enemies, but really I never have had true enemies. I like to think of the world in terms of best friends, acquaintances, and potential acquaintances. At any rate, the world is a canvas, but someone has to paint on it to make it worth looking at.

Is my canvas really that blank?

It's not like I'm upset, don't get me wrong. It's just that, I've always been the shoulder, never the crier. Granted, I don't want to be the complainer, but nobody has ever offered a chance for me to complain, yet again not like I have much to complain about.

It's just that maybe I don't know my own voice. If I'm commenting on others' lives, what good does that do to my canvas?

Nothing.

I go from place to place with people and other people and I talk and listen, but I never comment on my own life. What's the point I'm trying to get at? I think it's time I start, not critiquing, but being an active participant in my life.

"Be the change you want to see in the world," he said. Well, I don't want to be a by-standing floater. I want to be the change and be the voice.