Dear Raymi, I care about you and I’m not even religious. Being a drunk is all right. Being fond of yourself, while disliking yourself at the same time is also all right.
Don’t worry – you’re fine.
Now I have a friend who spent all his youth lifting weights. He didn’t go to parties with us, had to stick to a special diet, couldn’t ever hang out, and first and foremost, he had to practice. Lifting weights every single day. It took him seven years of abstinence, isolation and sweating, but he got to go to the Olympics. The week before he was flying to Australia (in 2000) to compete, he crashed his car and had to have his mangled left arm amputated. He wasn’t all right after that.
Sometimes it’s all right to have a mellow attitude towards ambition.
Thomas
