On the Edge of the Abyss

I’m going to come right out and say it….

I’m 45 years old and I am mediocre.  I am average, at best.

Financially, I’m not strong. I have roughly enough savings for one year of retirement, not counting food or shelter.

Physically, I’m puffy. If I’m feeling especially optimistic during a naked mirror check, I see a clever-looking, good-natured man just easing past his prime. Usually, I see a hairy baby beluga.

I’m a great father most of the time, but I recently told my five-year-old son a raven was going to eat his eyeball.

I never thought I’d turn out this way. I always assumed I was intelligent and charming enough to work around my innate lack of motivation and impressive range of other psychological obstacles. Mediocrity crept up on me…very slowly…over decades.

I’ve got half my life left, if I’m lucky. I need a change.

It is 5:41 pm PST, November 6, 2013, and I am turning things around.


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