I did this story two years ago. I think I will repost it. A story of what we want in life versus what we need.
I’m sitting in a bar feeling shitty about my life. I have an average job. I have an average looking wife and average kids. I’m feeling shitty about myself as well. I have accomplished nothing beyond average in my entire life. I had once thought I was destined for greatness. I dreamed that one day I would have the best-looking wife on the block and make more money than I could count. None of my dreams have come to pass and I am now sitting here in this average bar nursing a cheap drink and wondering where I took the wrong turn.
Suddenly, the bar room door opens and in walks this seedy looking bum. You know the type. Long stringy hair, dirty clothes, smelly and unkempt. He has probably not bathed in a month. I hope he will not come and sit down next to me. I know he…
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Aging Capriciously 