This came to me one day when I told myself I should be "pushing the envelope". Doing more in life, making bigger strides. Then a thought what does that even mean? (Arguing with myself as usual) Finally coming to the conclusion that it refers to the mailing of a letter. To put all that you are capable of into an envelope and send it off into the world. Delivering your particular brand of awesome into new environments. Testing the limits of what one is capable of, and if met with failure to keep moving forward. But does that mean all people can be so easily labeled, packaged, and set out onto life's journey. (Again, arguing with myself, in the third person now) That seams so mundane and meaning less. An accountant is no more than a letter filled with numbers and equations. A model just a profession head shot with no personal substance. The programmer with line after line of 1's and 0's. Lawyers, on legal sized letters of course, endless subsections of laws and bylaws. It can't be that lame. I was not ready to be painted into a corner just yet. To succeed in any way seamed to require a finality I was unwilling to commit to. Though inevitably to push my envelope any further there was no choice. Shoot, what was in my envelope any how. I had better figure that out before trying to deliver it to the world. Lest those receiving me would come up empty handed. After long deliberation with my colleagues,(Me, Myself, and I), a conclusion was reached. There is potential for great things locked some where inside this confusion. Though I had not yet sorted it out. Therefore the only explanation was that at that moment in life I was in waiting. Something would inevitably unleash the energy. Which could be by my own action or an unexpected event. Either way I was just a letter waiting to be read. |