Before I can figure out what kind of person I want to be, I need to figure out what kind of person I DON'T want to be. Sort of like the "not a wanna-be" drawing I had to do in 5th grade as a part of DARE education.
The kind of person I don't want to be is Average. Who is Average? To paraphrase "Animal House," he's fat, drunk, and stupid. His only god is the status quo. He never challenges himself mentally or physically. He is weak in body, mind, and soul. He does his job every day, and nothing else. Because he is not willing to challenge himself to the realm of possibility just waiting for him, he is miserable. He will self-medicate with booze and/or weed. He will tell himself it's harmless when it's just yet another way he's destroying his own body. What little sex drive he has is spent on porn. He feels no emotion other than a kind of numb, depressed feeling.
Next time I'll discuss how Average can improve his situation, but until then:
"Better Dead Than Average."
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