We all want something.
There’s something across the room that your eyes keep falling on. It’s probably got a leather jacket on and knows the art of casually leaning against a concrete wall.
You’ve never fit into crowds with leather jackets because you think it’s pointless to invest and try wearing something you could never pull off in the first place. Never mind that you’ve never put the thing on, walked the runway of a dressing room and taken a minute to honestly ask how it looks on you.
You already believe that you don’t have what it takes.
There’s something right in this moment that is tugging at the deepest part of you, it’s whatever is pulling you out of bed. You’re lacing up your Nikes for something, something is keeping those feet of yours moving.
I’m here to tell you that you have what it takes. If you want it, I’m a firm believer that you’ve got what it takes.
But here’s the thing:
You’ve got to work for it. You’ve got to sweat for it. You’re going to need to pull from places you forgot you had. Stretch until it hurts. You’ve got to make yourself sore, (and get over the fact that you’re going to limp for days afterwards). If you want this, you’ve got to give blood, marrow, organs…things that take time to grow back, things that never will.
You’re not who they said you are,
whoever that was: your parents, your ex, that old teacher, your baseball coach, the person who made promises they decided to stop keeping.
I think it’s time you figure out who it is you really are, who you actually want to be. Throw the lies in the trash already. You’re cool in your own way and in your own right. You can set whatever trend you want to, you can start something that no one else claps for and that doesn’t mean you have to quit.
It’s time to find your fight song. It’s time to pound pavement, to get your head back in this thing. Finally move toward doing the thing that has kept you awake at night for years. Start making steps to bring it closer to your reach.
Every day that you postpone it, make excuses or hesitate is only adding to its impossibility.
You don’t need the leather jacket, you just need to know that if you really wanted to, you could totally rock one.