But we supposed to be happy because we have a job we making 10-15 an hour which ain’t shyt. it’s really a crazy world and we gotta take the risk if we want the rewards.
For real. I remember in 2012 when I had an epiphany.
I was with my ex and we were walking through town. We went to the bakery to get some pastries. The woman behind the counter was in her 60s. Fairly innocuous. When she served us though, I could just see the misery in her eyes. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks.
I don’t know that woman or her backstory, but I know for a fact she never thought as a child that would be her life: serving pastries in her old age. I’m sure like any other child she had dreams and ambitions. But someone has to serve food. Someone has to be the security guard. Someone has to clean hotels. Someone has to work at the checkout. The question is.. is this going to be your life or simply a transition to something greater?
And to think, everyone that’s breathing air right now has won the lottery. The fact we’re alive right now means we were the strongest during conception. The fact that we’re here means something. We all can’t be “amazing” at something but we shouldn’t feel like we’re wasting our lives.
That’s what made me realize I was coasting through life. I had allow society to put my dreams on the back burner. I didn’t want to end up miserable like that woman in the bakery. We only have one life and God damn it, mine isn’t going to be mediocre. I’m going to be somebody in life and leave my mark.
Which means I’m going to take chances and fail and fail again until I know I gave it my best chance. I’ll never settle for being average since that moment. Too many of us are content with being average. Never me. At all.