13 August, 2006

I do what I can. In the past I've struggled with the reality that I am far, far from who I want to be. Somehow from all that self-hate and turmoil, I surfaced with this notion: in order to become the man I want to be, I have to let all my hate and worry and disappointment float away like dry leaves on a creek, forgive myself, and be patient with myself. And so I do. Sometimes it is difficult.