“You’ve got to know your limitations. I don’t know what your limitations are. I found out what mine were when I was twelve. I found out that there weren’t too many limitations, if I did it my way.” – Johnny Cash
Easier said than done, Mr. Cash. But I won’t hide behind excuses…in fact, I’m in sheer amazement that I am where I am. My thoughts aren’t built on despair or sadness; they are driven towards progress, an ultimate solution. Cut through the BS and I’m still here.
I’m choosing to look at the past seven months (mainly) as a lesson in humility; a summary of right and wrong. After my latest employment debacle, a friend of mine told me to think of this time as a vacation. In truth, I had difficulty getting my head around the premise; then those gears in my wheelhouse settled down and I realized how much I needed the break.
Crises linger especially when you (in this case, me) don’t work through them. I’ve found that life has a certain flow and if haste or impatience set in, it can easily be ruined. In lieu of madness, I lost perspective.
Today, I think I have regained some inner peace. Whatever the next job, the next girl, or the next chance, I have to be ready…and graceful. Living outside of oneself is not a benefit; it may be easy for a while but eventually the shine wears off. Be yourself.
One last note, limitations aren’t only hints of imperfection, mistakes possible, but intricacies which make you…well, you.
Bye for now, KS.