"I enjoy being unimpressive... I sleep better"
I try too hard to be impressive.
It's on the verge of being a vice.
In fact it might just be one.
In the world in which I live, there's no room for mistakes.
I created this world. In fact, I am well aware that the way in which I perceive people perceiving me might just be a fabrication of my own psyche. But in admitting that, I seem incredibly unimpressive, or at least I assume you think I am incredibly unimpressive, which makes me feel incredibly unimpressive. So, go figure...
But, as of today. I am no longer out to impress you. The person I have made you out to be is incredibly hard to please. It's kind of ridiculous.
I might just be able to get a "B" in a class and live until the next day. I may not get my PhD. I might consider blowing all my savings just so I can fly Boston to watch the Red Sox play and see the leaves change colors (I know I already missed this, but there is always next year).
I might just go against all the things that I thought I wanted for my life, and be what seems to be the least desirable version of what I set out to become: Someone who is unimpressive.
From now on I want to be about impressing myself. Doing things that I never would have thought I could do. Being the person that does, rather than the person who wishes they did. Taking risks.
In other news. I watched Dead Poets Society last night. I'm feeling awfully "O' Captain, My Captain"-esque at the moment.
be still,
jared.
It's on the verge of being a vice.
In fact it might just be one.
In the world in which I live, there's no room for mistakes.
I created this world. In fact, I am well aware that the way in which I perceive people perceiving me might just be a fabrication of my own psyche. But in admitting that, I seem incredibly unimpressive, or at least I assume you think I am incredibly unimpressive, which makes me feel incredibly unimpressive. So, go figure...
But, as of today. I am no longer out to impress you. The person I have made you out to be is incredibly hard to please. It's kind of ridiculous.
I might just be able to get a "B" in a class and live until the next day. I may not get my PhD. I might consider blowing all my savings just so I can fly Boston to watch the Red Sox play and see the leaves change colors (I know I already missed this, but there is always next year).
I might just go against all the things that I thought I wanted for my life, and be what seems to be the least desirable version of what I set out to become: Someone who is unimpressive.
From now on I want to be about impressing myself. Doing things that I never would have thought I could do. Being the person that does, rather than the person who wishes they did. Taking risks.
In other news. I watched Dead Poets Society last night. I'm feeling awfully "O' Captain, My Captain"-esque at the moment.
be still,
jared.
