The other day, the delivery driver at my illustrious Italian pizzeria asked me why I worked there. Or to be more precise, why I had settled for working at a place which was so obviously below my personal ambitions and coolness standards.
The short answer was that I had a mortgage to pay..but was that really it?? Or had I become lazy? Complacent? Content enough with the mundane tasks laid out before me? Or perhaps it was something else all together; a thing so typical & ugly, I shuddered to think it. Was I afraid of succeeding? Of achieving something other than simple survival?
As Donna Summers belted out “MaCarthur Park” on our cheap surround sound stereo, I realized that it was a bit of everything. The mortgage part was true enough but there was perhaps a bigger slice of fear than I’d care to admit.
I don’t get tired of saying how much you must conquer still… and how much I wish I could help you to do so…
Sometimes we must do what we must do, so that we can be what we can be…it is not always easy and often undesireable – but most importantly remember beautiful girl-“What appears to be the end of the road may simply be a bend in the road. ” ~ Dr. Robert Schuller
You have ALWAYS been a brilliant writer – maybe this is the time YOU created to embrace that again? ” To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing it’s best day & night, to make you like everybody else is to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight…But NEVER stop fighting !!!! e.e. cumings
Once your soul becomes too restless to hold down and you patience has melted away something will SNAP and wake you up to the many windows that still remain open for you.