Jason Kirk, a blogger with whom I sometimes play cards, wrote an introspective post where he mused,
"I get distracted by what I’ve somehow come to think I ought to be instead of who I already am. I let others’ ideas, and ideas fed to me by a part of myself that’s
dedicated to being counter-productive, get in my way. When I do that I
lose focus of what’s important in my life."
That struck a chord with me, because I could have written those words myself around the time I wrote the blogs that became Just a Geek. I’ve grown a lot since those days, and I’m happier and more secure than I’ve ever been (not counting a time when I was too immature to know better.) Why is it, do you think, that it feels like a luxury to get to this place, rather than a natural and inevitable part of this life?
