I think I’d make a good life coach or counselor. I’m really good at convincing people that they have what it takes, that they can do it, and that they can succeed, and then giving them reasons why. I’m especially good at doing this to myself, but somehow when I tell myself I can succeed and rise up to overcome the most unfavorable odds it comes off as self-delusion, a dream only kept alive by words and not by reaching out and pulling that dream into reality. In other words; something you can only see in the mirror. This is only true because I have to keep encouraging myself because I haven’t risen up to anything yet.
How fast are you supposed to run when you hear footsteps? I suppose that’s what makes us different–everyone’s got a different speed. Why are you supposed to run?