Since I am old I will break this down into the young me and the older me.

When I was a teenager, young adult I lived and breathed anything about Joni Mitchell . I played her music constantly, knew all the words to her songs.
I was blown away by her talent and creativity. I learned to play the guitar and tried to write songs. Needless to say I wasn't very good and ended up in the computer field in which I did well.
Joni did give me a love for words and a respect for creativity. She also helped me through my first long bout of depression.

The older me would like to be and emulate two things.

I wish I had enough consistency in my life to become one of those Crossfit people.

In starting my new Heroin Action Reform group, I wish I could channel Martin Luther King. I have always had a lot of respect for him.

I don't know if this thread belongs here, but I just wanted some light conversation with my bipolar friends.