For some time now, I’ve been living life without a role model without even knowing it. This got me curious and wondering: how many of us actually live with and without a role model?
I guess, fundamentally, I just want to know whether I fit in or whether I’m part of a queer crowd.
But isn’t it strange to be living without a role model? That would mean that for some reason you are not emulating any of the great influential leaders who probably have at least a million followers each.
But on the other hand, one could argue that you’ve finally accepted who you are as a person and realize that there’s no point living when you’re trying to be somebody else. After all, paraphrasing Hamilton, “No one can play the role of you better than you can.”
~on his way to becoming comfortable in his own skin
So the year has finished running its course once more. And where was he this time? In another poorly lit room with loud music but accompanied by a different group of friends. Together, they danced the night – and the year – away.
But as the night slowed down, he began to wonder what has he truly accomplished in those three hundred and sixty five days. Or has he been running in circles. Well, he did end up celebrating New Year’s eve partying again. Has he simply spent a year just to end up where he started?
He racked his brain to rise above its alcohol-induced haze to come up with an achievement in the past year, any achievement. He came up flat. Perhaps it was the alcohol. But he did not drink pass his limit, so his cognitive functions should not have performed that poorly. So it was with some trepidation that he concluded, he has indeed just wasted a year doing nothing.