greatness

when all is said and done and im lucky enough to die of old age, i wonder how grateful ill be to my younger self. will i go out with a twinge of regret, wishing id done more, taken more risks, been more exceptional? or will i day happy knowing i did all that i could when i could. being execptional is both difficult and improbable. just by its very nature, to be exceptional means that you are the exception, you are the break in the pattern, you are outside the bell curve of normal.

but what does it take to get there? what will it take to make sure that when my life is coming to an end, that i am on the outside of that bell curve? i guess does it even matter if im on the inside of the bell curve? is it okay to be normal? society makes us feel as though its wrong to be normal. generally i disagree with the consensus, but i think i agree this time. being average means you never found something that made you passionate, you never pursued something that made life worthwhile, and you never lived for a purpose beyond living. life is a gift and its a chance to do extraordinary things, things other people have not done and never can do. why fall short of your own potential?

greatness comes from the compounding effects of simple decisions every day. it doesn’t happen in spurts, its a process.

i promised jack that i would let him know by the end of this year if i can live with him in new york city next year. that means i have to work towards my goal every single day. i promised at least 15 minutes. going to work on finite now.

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139 - 08/05/2025