I met someone a month or so ago.
It was kind of dark,
And I had been drinking more than usual,
I can’t really remember what she looked like.
I remember her eyes,
Because even though it was dark,
They were so bright I couldn’t look anywhere else.
Later that night,
When I was talking about how cute she was,
Two friends (a girl and a guy) who were with me said,
“No she wasn’t,”
And who knows?
Like I said,
I can’t really remember what she looked like,
So maybe she wasn’t.
All I know is,
We somehow ended up talking about The Alchemist,
And she helped me more than I could have ever imagined.
If you don’t know,
I had a dream when I was 19 that I would be a world-famous artist,
And by all objective standards,
Even though I desperately tried to turn my dream into reality.
I recently caught up with a good friend from college,
And he reminded me about how I bought students shots if they liked my Facebook Page.
I could give you more examples of what I did throughout the years,
But I think you get the picture.
In any event,
I just meant that even though I went to a great law school,
Work for a great company,
And according to that same good friend,
Make a lot of money,
I still felt like a failure.
There were times when I would look around and think,
“If I hadn’t pursued this silly dream, I would have saved myself a lot of time, money, shame, and rejection, and I’d be further along professionally.”
I might have told this girl how I felt,
Or maybe she just sensed it,
Because she suddenly said,
“Have you read The Alchemist?”
“It’s one of my favorites.”
“Well, you know how he travels all the way to Egypt for this treasure, and at the end, he realizes the treasure was right where he started?”
“It’s the journey that matters.”
“And to me, I think you’ll find that what you were looking for was inside you all along.”
We had to go our separate ways,
And I don’t know if we’ll ever see each other again.
But at that moment,
If she had told me that my treasure was by the Great Pyramid,
I would have flown to Egypt and started digging.
A month or so later,
I don’t know if I would,
But I’d like to think that I just might if I saw her eyes again.
I don't think of myself as such a failure.
If I had to go through what I did to get here,
That's the way it was meant to be,
And just like when I was 19,
A part of me believes that my stories will light up the world one day.
That doesn’t mean I’m perfect,
Or that I have no regrets,
Because in the past six months,
I should have gone to two weddings that I missed because of work,
And I know I’m liable to write some awful things from time to time.
I know that I’ve also written some beautiful things,
This can be one of many in the New Year.
Until next time…
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