September 6, 2022

whispers from the peanut gallery

You’re taking too long. Pick up your feet. Enough with the excuses. Do you remember
what happened last time? Has experience taught you nothing? What kind of permission 
are you waiting for? You’re not getting any younger. There are only so many hours 
in a day. How much clearer does it need to be? What’s getting in your way besides 
laziness? You could do better. You’re aiming your sights too low. Don’t you realize
you’re only as strong as your weakest link? You are your weakest link. You aren’t ready. 
If you’d paid attention, you’d be there by now. Why are you always not going
where you’d said you wanted to go? Maybe someone else is suited for the job. Maybe
you should go back to school, rack up another degree. Maybe you aren’t serious enough.
Who do you think you are? And my God, why are you still standing here, listening to me?