The idea of the impossible means a lot to me. I've come to believe that anything is possible. Or nothing is impossible, whichever you prefer. But those things which are 'impossible' never come easily. I like to run half marathons. I believe, if I wanted to, I could run a marathon. I have no desire to, but I no longer believe its something I'll never do because I can't. I'm learning to play the guitar. My hands are small and weak and so I once believe that would be impossible for me to do. I get better every week and I get exaggerated compliments from my teacher about how good I am and how he's almost jealous at how quickly I learn.
Guitar hurts my hands, and running hurts...well everything else, but that's nothing compared to how good it feels to make accomplishments. It doesn't come easily, but both activities feel good even while they hurt.
I always have this strong sense of accomplishment on Wednesdays because I always have guitar lessons and go for a decent run on these days. Two things in one day that I really once believed I couldn't do.
What else do I hold myself back in? At nearly 24, I still don't know exactly what I want out of life, but I've got the whole world at my feet. Seriously, I could do anything. Sometimes, I wonder if it is possible to be nothing but potential. So many things I could potentially do and be good at. And people have told me so all my life. But so far, that's all I seem to be. Unrealized potential. Maybe the problem is choosing one thing. In making a decision for my future, I say yes to one option, and simultaneously say no 1,000's of other options. With only so many years to live, and not even all of the expected ones guaranteed, I'm haunted by 1,000 'no's.
