I’ve had a busy weekend. I’m working on a really cool and exciting project with a lifelong friend of mine, and I’ve been doing the usual driving-kids-around-constantly and trying to keep the blog cooking. In the back of my mind, I’ve been thinking of writing a soul-searing post about some of my most personal – – and rather dark – – thoughts.
I am refraining from this for a few reasons. First, I don’t want to go all Altucher on you good people; second, I’m not eager to alienate readers any more than I normally do; and third, it’ll probably come off as self-pitying (one of my strongest skills).
In general, though, I’ve been dwelling about who I was and where I was at thirty years ago. I was a young entrepreneur in my senior year of high school, very much in love, and very excited about my prospects. Looking back, I was brilliantly positioned for the future ahead. In my mind, my prospects was completely clear, and in retrospect, it is astonishing how many advantages I had.
My life hasn’t been a complete failure – – many would call it a success – – but I have fallen far, far short of my ambitions. I’m not talking about cash. I’m talking about………life. But I’m already seducing myself down a road I didn’t want to trek. Remember, Tim, you’re supposed to be stewing in this stuff yourself. Not burdening your unsuspecting readers with it.
It’s not all bad, though. 2014 will be a good year for Slope. I only hope it becomes a much worse year for mope. So far, mope is winning.