Sometimes I get to thinking about what I'm capable of. About that ever-itching word, potential. I've always disliked it, because it made me tired. It's an exhausting word. But sometimes I wonder about what I could have done, if I had woken up earlier. Not literally, just in a general sort of way. Though literally waking up earlier most likely would have helped me out as well.
You see, I spent the first 18 years of my life walking around in a stupor.
What makes me any different from the people I admire? I have hands, just like them. Only, they use their hands to write beautiful music and inspiring books. They use their hands to perform life-saving surgeries or to pull themselves up to the summit of...Mount Kilimanjaro or something ridiculous like that. I use mine for browsing the internet at my desk job and driving straight back home at the end of the day.
I have a mind, just like them. A perfectly good and capable mind. Only, they use theirs to carry out plans to make miracles happen. I mostly just dream of the weekend. That time when I get to sit at home instead of sitting at work.
But I've got taxes to pay and a mortgage to gain. So it looks like I'll be here a while.
Last night, we saw Deep Sea Diver and Telekinesis. I would recommend them both, if you're at all concerned about that.
Like I said, it doesn't matter. I'm being silly. It's fine.