Circle back: a journey to understanding

Souvenir It's early morning, the sky is an endless blue and the sun is making the asphalt glitter.  I stand beside my long time friend Marie; w e are in front of her house that has just been renovated.  We are not 10 yet and wearing summer clothes.  Something has happened last night but I don't quite remember whyat. I clearly remember the longing to be somewhere else, someone else. And I tell her: "One day I will be famous." I didn't happened yet. Will it? Maybe not, unless I am able to shake that sens of unworthiness that lingers on my soul and makes me withdraw from projects that might bring me further down a more... glorious? path. Just writing the word "glorious" leaves me somewhat uncomfortable. If I was to ever reach some sort of stardom, would I shy away from it? I long for that recognition, that sens of being important when, clearly, those who have reach these places are not happier than I. I stated before that if it's not on the Inte...

What if all you want is a mediocre life? said the title of the article my sister sent me saying she liked it and made her feel good about herself. First of all, I was taken aback by the use of the word "mediocre". By definition, mediocre means "of moderate or low quality, value, ability, or performance" - who want such a life? Of course, reading it cleared its meaning. She doesn't say she wants a mediocre life, she says she wants a slow, simple life where she can strive but on her own terms, not on the fast-paced, energy-draining, social-media addicted society standards. That, I can understand. I am a word lover and using "mediocre" to describe life is, IMHO, just a click-bait. It doesn't convey the way of life she is talking about. She says she struggles with the fear of not being enough. Is it time, then, for her to accept who she is and not let the world define her? Then, as I was reading the comment, Carole summarized my uneasiness : Wh...