Untitled.
Sometimes, it's the people you see the least that leave the strongest impression. Memories of people untarnished by the weathering of time and frequency, they represent more of an ideal of a person than a tangible human being. I have been hesitant to admit it, but most of these people I speak of have went on and done something more successful than I in the same allotment of time. Part of me desires to leave the relative security of my home and make a go-for-broke pursuit in places such as Steamboat Springs, CO and Asheville, NC. Both of these have been on the table, offers and potentially positive situations. The only thing that stays me is the same thing that put me here: a fear of failure so crippling it causes me to not even compete. Recently, based upon how some of even my closest friends have regarded me, I have felt similar to one of those archetype friends: The guy who doesn't do anything with his life because he doesn't have to.
I've got a really big problem with that, but I don't believe KFC will solve anything about it.
I've got a really big problem with that, but I don't believe KFC will solve anything about it.