Random Thought About Myself

For years I have called myself a ‘mediocre man,’ not because I don’t try hard, but because I have not found that source that leads to an increase in paychecks or fame beyond my self-belief. I can write, photograph, draw, paint, produce short videos, and do all kinds of broadcasting. But none of these have brought me to the place I’d like to be; a little more money, some fame, and maybe an easier life. I don’t need to say this, but life is monstrously difficult. And as I say these things, I feel like I am bragging while complaining. I will leave whether I am or not to you to decide. As I am now 62 years old, I don’t see either happening and therefore have made myself content that I am, as first stated, a ‘mediocre man.’ Acknowledging this brings me a peace I have not had since childhood.