you’ve become aware that what would have made you great always had to wait all your dreams had been consumed by those you believed you loved time has not waited for you
each day he entered his studio like a man pushing his way onto a subway car back arched with determined steps and each day he followed the same routines he arranged papers and pencils for his personal project then proceeded to do the commercial etchings that paid the bills taking small breaks to make sketches for his real artistic project but turning quickly from such daydreams to the real work at hand by day’s end he had erased the sketches never good enough the years soon took their toll on his hands and he retired was a winter’s morning when he entered his studio inspired by a night’s vision he began to sketch what had escaped him all these years he was found slumped over an unfinished drawing