No
Excuses: A Haiku
All being equal,
I am my own limit; I
Would be limitless.
That
there are no excuses, no reasons for my past limitations, doesn't help a rat's
a** in the present. I should have overcome them long ago. Then I wouldn't find
myself in my current limited situation.
I
have nearly always taken the path of least resistance – gone the easier way –
avoided conflict – you know – followed the yellow brick road with few
consequences, except that I have never achieved my potential.
If
I can leave any word of wisdom the younger genereations might find useful, it
is this: Talent and potential will yield you nothing. Working hard toward
concrete goals will allow even the tiniest of talents and ambitions to blossom.
I
did not learn this from my mother. She had none. I did not pass it on to my
children; I didn't know how. Now, I have limited time to use it for myself.
I
would love to know that someone might benefit from my advice. It all sounds so hollow
and trite, but it is what it is – a desperate attempt to reach out and kick
someone in the a** and redeem myself.
I
would at least know that I inspired someone
to reach his or her potential.
Now, before it's never –
Follow your bliss!
