I shaved my legs for this?

I shaved my legs for this?? 3.05

Written March 1, 2005 1:23 PM

Ever wish you could do something extraordinary? Break that glass box and go wild with whatever you desire? Ever do something so extraordinary that nothing you can do will ever match up to your previous success? Would that frighten you into hiding? What then, do you do? What would I do? I think about that all the time- going crazy- at least in the sense of becoming more actively ambitious. That would be extraordinary. Yesterday a man told me that my idle ambitions frighten him. Not because I dream big- but because my dreams are just that- only thoughts. I don’t strive to achieve greatness; I am seemingly content with mediocrity. I do this not because I fear failure, “failure is the opportunity to begin, this time more wisely.” So then what holds me back? Maybe my fear then is possibly having too much success- going too far ahead and leaving behind what I know now. Fearing the unknown is defiantly not uncommon. Even though I know that by not moving forward, I will enevitably still loose what I’ve got now anyway. I think it goes deeper than that though. My final thought is, it’s not the unknown I fear, it’s traveling there alone and staying lonely. Being alone is the only failure that I think I could not overcome.