It is not what's inside you, but what you do that defines you...

This phrase managed to catch my attention. We had a rather spirited discussion yesterday about how there is a creative tension between what you want to do and what you are really doing, because you have to. Many times, we seemed destined to fulfil certain obligations to satisfy our basic needs; and these obligations seems to slowly encroached into our guarded sense of self. And the preservatives of the teenage ideals slowly gets eroded by the mundane economical activities.

A member of the little group mention how a friend picks up all the art pieces she made when she was young, and reflect on how she lets the brushes stale in the cupboard while she struggles in front of the company to satisfy some corporate needs. I guess we each have only so little time, and devoting a little more time on the "have to" will leave less for the "want to"; and reality is such that the "have to" and the "want to" runs opposite directions.

Perhaps, utopia is when the "have to" and "want to" align... And we finally learn that contentment is a bliss in life.