success?

i remember now just how much i hate letting people down. it's been a
while since i've really disappointed anyone but myself. it's because i
loathe the feeling, that i work so hard not to. last night, though, i
pulled the trigger on just such an occurrence. and just like i
remember, it sucked.

some people fear success as much as they fear failure. sometimes more.
i think i've been one of those people, though i'd say it was a neck in
neck race between which i feared most. the trick to either i think is
to face them with courage.

what happens to someone if a dream comes true? i think we are less
prepared for that than if something we long for escapes our grasp. i
think perhaps we are familiar with wishes going unfulfilled, and maybe
it is a shock if something we imagined in some far flung fantasy comes
to life. kinda makes me think of that old saying, "be careful what you
wish for. you might just get it."

how would you act if one of your dreams came true? i like to think i'd
act like it was just another day. all casual like. i suppose another
way would be to walk around stunned by everything that happens. but,
then everyone would know something was up.

just to clear this up, i'm talking real success here, not having
spaghetti come out all al dente. i mean like curing cancer, or hitting
the mega lottery powerball for many millions of dollars. if that were
to happen to me, i'd show you courage they'd write stories about that
would be remembered for generations to come. like f*cking homer.

from the odyssey. not the simpsons.

ghost