You’ve got to decide if “coulda been” will be enough to wrap yourself up in when you’re 40 years old and looking at another day in a job you don’t really give a shit about, or if you want to either have your dream, or be secure in the knowledge that you gave it everything you had, and held nothing back. Even though I have to still remind myself of it when I’m scared to step out of my comfort zone, I sleep better at night when I can look back without regret. My soul is satisfied only when I’m drained from the battle, not when I hold my best efforts in reserve.
Damn skippy. I’m on closer-to-40-than-30 side of things, and I seem to be fixated on the “if only” from 2001 on. I think I’ve been stuck pretty firmly in a comfort zone that is boring as hell, and I will have to ditch it to make me happy. All I have to do is figure that part out. 😉
I have more thinking to do. Crap.