Another midnight entry for another midnight thought

Recently, I have been going through hard times, redefining the person I thought that I found, but finding that that person is no longer me. I became a stranger to the me I found even a few month ago. So as I redefine myself I realize certain simple and hurtful truths about past passions and trying to cast their parts in my new foundation. A lot of past lead roles are being down-sized, and for the first time sports are not number one nor is it number two, I haven't decided exactly where. I still love to fly through the air on a giant stick but I begin to despise some of the things I must do in order to do that which I love. However, in losing old loves new ones are inspired, a new breath of life to say. I'm realizing my artistic side more and more which is nothing short of complete contentment. My new found passion my number one is my music, and everything surrounding it. Concerts, CD's, my own writing of songs (or ideas), the poetry along for the ride, and learning an instrument that I can play from my soul.