I used to be one of those. An intellectual, I was going to do great works. No, actually (and here's where my problem definitely was), I was going to do the greatest works. That's where I went wrong; bad motivations, bad expectations, and easy discouragement from inevitable disappointment. I set myself up for this fall, and here I am now, a mediocre computer programmer getting by with mediocre social skills and a short attention span.
Should I look into what grad schools are like? Or undergrad refresher things, do those exist? I was starting to think I would be looking into GREs tomorrow morning, but... I'm not so sure now, suddenly it feels big and daunting again, a huge chunk of work with little to no payoff. The "little to no payoff" is that ego thing, again, my realization that I would not be the best, in fact, I would be struggling for a long time to catch up. The thought hurts, somehow, but... maybe I could overcome it.
I also used to be more patient. I was a patient driver, and right now, driving is where my impatience shows itself most often. I yell at other cars for no good reason, sometimes screwing up by cutting someone off or failing to yield right, and it sucks. I need to slow down, at least there, and maybe it will have a positive impact on the rest of my life. If I can just slow down a little, maybe I can make one step back towards the old, better, more positive me.
That me wasn't as greedy, either. I don't want to get out of industry, I need my cushy apartment and nice stuff and impulse spending. Except I think that I know that would be best for me, somehow. Maybe the ascetics had it right, I could give up 90% of my stuff and still be happy. Or it could make me a happier person. I wonder.
Of course, I still think it was a good idea buying a hamper tonight at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. I hope this will change my laundry habits forever (after a huge cleanup effort to come tomorrow, I currently plan).
What to do, what to do... 29 approaches rapidly, and today's weather and tonight's movie have somehow left me rejuvenated. And, to a large extent, exhausted. I wonder what I will feel like in the morning.