If only I had two bodies.

A clone of sorts that could do all the things I wish 

I could do in this world.

A double booked life; you can not be everywhere at once.

Something is gonna have to give, and

I have a feeling that responsibility will rule.

A wise man once said to me "you have to learn that pleasing everyone will stop you from pleasing yourself." But right now... Paying rent is more important.

So I'm willing to drop everything... the platter of glass shattering all over the floor. Is it worth it?

Depends on your measure of... worth.