In my youth, which I think of running murkily from somewhere around age ten to well into my twenties, I was quite often informed that I was not living up to my potential. It was a common refrain in my school years, and had its strong echoes in my home and about town too.
Then, suddenly, like, 30 years later, today as a matter of fact, I was driving home at night, and I realized with absolute clarity that I was living up to my potential. This is it! I have finally made it to my potential!
Well, wow, it was a long haul, and I think there were a lot of times when I really didn't think I would make it, but here I am.
So, then, this is my potential.
Nice. I like all the natural materials.
So, uh, where are all those people who said I wasn't living up to my potential?
The liars.
I am here. But they, faithless, have scattered, unenlightened, to the wind .
I have always found U 2 B brilliant and fearless, even in your youth. Families are overrated and generally just dead weight. Please write a self help post on how to ditch one's family.
ReplyDeleteDear someone I surely know but am not sure who; this is quite kind of you to say. Really nice, so, thank you.
DeleteI agree with you about families. I'll work up to the self help post, but I may need to develop more wisdom first.