Moving off/on-Flip the Switch

Awhile ago I thought I'd brag to my family when I "made it."  Now that I've done the things I set out to do this year, I feel less like bragging and more like doing the rest of the things I want to get done.  What's the point in bragging when there's always something better to just do?

This Christmas they'll be here, and all I know is its time to just move on.  Live and let live. The space in my head that they're occupying is needed for other things.  Funny, that summer all I did was think of them.  

Today I think what I want from life is bigger than they thought and think of me, and that's fine.  It's bigger than I think of myself, but I'll grow into it.

Back to writing this play.  I wonder what Andrew Lloyd Webber does for inspiration...