Linear?

Can you feel that? The world moving? The interactions, the energy, the movement? 

Driving home, i watched the water and the setting sun. 

I felt the world move. 

Let's get crazy.

I speak not of the euphoric, rather of the utopia that feels out of arms reach. I see it all, the world is spinning with a blur of the colour purple, a tiger and time. They are there, I see them, interact with them, but I'll never understand them. 

I am no scholar, nor am I a genius (which explains why I'm here). 

The blue surrounds the beige.

My life is significant, my world is a tool, my pre-emtive thoughts are the enemy. 

Can I be what i want? 

Can i be my Griffon Ramsey? My Burnie Burns? My David Karp? 

This passion, this desire, so beautiful, is it not? Each brilliant concept is a bird, they fly through out lives, and we hope that fate gives us the ability to pin it them and call it our own.

I want to be a leader, not a follower. I want to start my own business. I want a strong team. I want meetings every monday morning to discuss projects. I want emails. I want progress. I want to be on the other end of the line. 

I want to be Griffon, and I want to respond to Eric's tweets. 

I want to innovate. Create. 

I want this passion to start a business to last me until it happens. 

At least I know what I want, for once.