Not That Anyone Cares But...

[Borg69]

ntacb I am sick and I am dull and I am plain; how dearly I'd love to get carried away, but dreams have a knack of just not coming truuuuue, and time is against me now

NTABCB - I remember this stage when I was your age... being young, and in my case naive and thinking I was invulnerable. Not only was I going to conquer the world, I was going to change it... Make it better. I was going to do what Superman and Batman couldn't.

... then age, and experience got in the way. Reality set in. My limitations began to show. I fell hard off the pedestal I'd put myself on, realizing I wasn't some super hero, but merely a "Clark Kent", and not even a good one of those either in my plain and ordinariness. Not only was I not leading the pack, I was having a hard time just keeping up. Just surviving.

My world became a whole lot smaller, and self survival instincts within my immediate bubble took over where my views were once more global and vast.

As I've said in another thread here... My goal now isn't to succeed, but to just not fail completely.

There's some comfort in mediocrity.