I realised the bohemian life was not for me. I would look around at my friends living like starving artists and wonder 'Where's the art?' They weren't doing anything. And there was so much interesting stuff to do so much fun to be had... maybe I could even quit renting.
Seek not to know what must not be reveal for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more if future fortunes were known before!
