No Call, No Show

"The saddest thing in life is wasted talent” A Bronx Tale

Wasted talent... A life lived in silence, never making a splash, never making a statement, or taking a stand.  You clock in on Monday and clock out 25 years later and for the life of you, you can’t account for the time spent...  Talents wasted, a life lived in smoldering frustration that this is all there is.  Actually convincing yourself that making fifty thousand dollars a year doing something that a well trained monkey could do is success.  No mention of purpose, no thoughts of making a difference, leaving a legacy or at least failing doing exactly what you love to do.  Nope, our thoughts are centered around 401k's and three day weekends... finding the slickest way to arrive late without getting noticed or finding joy in the fact that our cubical allows us to sneak out before quitting time.  Damn! There has to be more to life than this...

My circle of friends are some of the most talented people you could ever meet, nothing is beyond their realm of comprehension and mastery.  But I don't think I know a single person that is happy or at least satisfied with their career.  True, we might be making more money than we have before and that provides some since of comfort but it definitely doesn't inspire joy or fulfillment.  The amount of money made is only worth the effort put in to getting it and right now I might as well be working for minimum wage. 

A female friend of mine asked me the other day did I think it was maturity that keeps me working at a job I hate,  in a field I loathe, making a salary that doesn't even matter?  I told her I sure hope that those are not the actions of the mature; I hope that wisdom is not gained in such ways.  No, I said, I think it’s more a matter of fear, fear of having to re live life's lessons.  At some point you get to an age where life makes it extremely hard for you to leap, you begin to get coaxed off the ledge by ideas of maturity, responsibility, and adulthood.  These buzz words are what keeps you waking up in the morning and doing just enough not to get fired lol.  

Soon I will be turning 30 years old and I have made a decision to take one last leap of faith, one last time where I go "all in" and depend solely on my talents and ambition to make it work.  I’ve come to realize that I’m way to immature to follow this path of mediocrity, so as I prepare myself to climb this ledge for the last time I think not of the fall but to the flight.