There are people out there who aren’t like the rest.
The system likes people who can fit a part of themselves into the square holes that have been created.
We are human and we just want to fit in. Be part of the crowd.
Some people are happy enough being that square peg.
Some people wedge themselves into that hole. They work at a job they hate, and a life that is a lie, and it comes to a head sooner or later. Sometimes they have a midlife crisis and throw everything away. Sometimes they die of karoshi.
Is that a life?
One of the most common work dreams out there is being the personal assistant a celebrity of some kind.
No! That is not enough! We are worthy of far more!
Okay, we can’t be JK Rowling and Bill Gates and Usain Bolt and Michael Phelps and Michael Jordan but we don’t have to be.
We just have to be us, the hardest thing there is.
You know why?
Because, if we are ourselves, our best, selves. We would be happy.
Oh, that’s not to say that there wouldn’t be bad times, the times when we are hurt and helpless, or depressed and alone. Sorry, happily ever after doesn’t mean sunshine and lollipops all the time.
But it does mean that we get up and try again.
Because there are monsters out there, terrible monsters. We know they are out there. They have come for us before. They knocked us down and beat on us, but we didn’t give up and eventually we got up and we fought back when we found that the walls we put up couldn’t keep them out.
So now we build giant battle mechs and take the fight to the monsters, because we have overcome and we will fight so others can know their monsters can bleed and they can fight and defeat their monsters too.
Some yearn for the quiet life. Some of us know that there is no quiet life. We don’t fight because we want glory or honor. We fight because monsters need to be fought and the monsters will always be there.
And so will we!