The thing about it is you never know what the next year will bring.
12 years ago I was on my computer trying to create an algorithm to figure out the powerball numbers for the coming week. I was sure that was the only path to success because the path I was on seemed to be only downhill.
At 28 years old I was working at Wendy’s, my first job in the fast food industry. I walked to my job each morning because my car had been taken. I’d like to say it was the lowest point I’d been at, but the truth is I’d been lower. I’d come to realize that life doesn’t have a lowest point or even a highest. It’s life and life can be a fickle termagant.
Everyone talks about The Big Break, the moment it all turned around. In truth, for the normal human, there’s not a single turn because life is a crazy road that winds its way until the next day.
I believe in the next day, just like I believe in the next year. Sure I still play powerball, a guy can dream about winning the lottery right? But golden paths were made for dreams and life isn’t a dream.
It just is.