Every single person will fail.
Spectacularly. Unequivocally, in a manner that will redefine
the word failure. That is one of mankind’s
greatest achievements. No matter what,
our failures will be our own.
I’ve just graduated
college. I’m looking out onto the world
with the hopes of continuing my writing in a manner of ways. Hopefully professionally, and even more
hopefully widely read/experienced/enjoyed.
And of course I’m hoping to lead a full life. I want to backpack through the Appalachian
trail, maybe even on horseback. I want
to see my Steelers win a seventh Super Bowl (hopefully in person on the fifty
yard-line, but I’ll settle for an endzone seat). Heck, I maybe even want to get married and
have kids.
But weirdly enough, I also want
to experience the sorrows of this world just as much. I want to get my heart broken, if only to
know that it was given to someone else. I
want to feel the loss that others feel, so I can be there for them. And most importantly, I do in fact want to
fail. As myself, on my own terms, I want
to fail.
I want my writing to be labeled
in as many four-letter words as are onomatopoetically possible. I want my first five chances at a
relationship spin widely out of control to the point where both of us are
running out the door. I even want to get
pelted with rotten fruit once or twice (hasn’t been rotten yet, but I’m working
on it).
The reason I want these things
is so I can grow. I am looking out on a
blank slate that is my future, and I know that only I can truly and irrevocably
screw it up. But it is also only me that
can make it a life for the ages. Maybe my
writing isn’t as widely reviewed as I want it to be, but it could start having
an effect on people’s lives. Thirty years
after I’m dead, maybe someone will pull up this site and think ‘who is this
guy, and why does he sound like my life?’
that would probably be the coolest thing ever, and I’d roll over in my
grave and shout ‘repeat that again, I wasn’t paying attention.’
Live, laugh, love. For me, writing is a part of that, and
failure is all four. Experience the
highs of this life, people, and laugh at your woes. If nothing else, they are truly yours. If only because no one else wants them.
Stay strange,
folks
“You can’t always get what you want…but if
you try sometimes, you find, you get what you need.”
-
Mick Jagger, modern day philosopher
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