What if the little train that could…couldn’t?
What if chanting, “I know I can” just wasn’t enough to make it happen? Yes, sure, a positive approach can make a huge difference when you tackle a situation. It truly can and does. But, is it defeatist to acknowledge that maybe you have some limitations? I’m not saying it’s not possible to overcome them, but I think perhaps recognizing their presence is part of that. Shoving false confidence down your own throat might not get you anything but nausea. That’s been my experience this week for the most part.
It’s not been all bleh though by any means. On Friday night I went to a killer psychobilly gig – the Nekromantix and the Koffin Kats. Bruising good times. Nothing like tossing yourself into a pit of mashing bodies to remind yourself you are, in fact, quite alive. Besides, you just can’t do anything but smile when there is a coffin-shaped upright bass in your presence.
Speaking of musicians that make me smile, check out my friend Jimmy Morey playing double trumpet. If you are a stumbler, digger, youtuber or whatevs, show him some love, ok? He’s pretty awesome and his lust for life and unstoppable energy contradict all my blabbering above. 😛
See ya next week.