I understand what Stewie feels like when he says “Victory shall be mine”. Over the course of this year, I wondered how someone could be that confident, how you could be so sure of yourself. Lately I haven’t reached that level, but today, oh today!
“Crushing it”, “Slayed it”, “Dominated”, all these nerdy expressions relate to what happened today but barely describes my boundless hope. Part II of my life started today. Excited can’t even describe that giddy, happy, oh-my-god I did it feeling. Negativity, I p0wned you. Usually when I commit to such a long-term project, I get rejected. By the time the rejection is over, I’m deep into a self-pity party that involves Dark Chocolate and Civilization III (easily the most addictive game ever created).
This time I won. I did it. Everything is going to turn out alright. Fate gave me an early Christmas gift before I have to get together with my family for the holidays. Now as I sit at the table, eating Vegan whatever, they can talk about me to me and I’ll nod. But unlike most times, where their explaining about what I’m doing evokes pity, this time it will be a different emotion. It’ll be pride. My family shall take joy in talking about me in front of me, occasionally asking me questions that only require yes or no answers.
All I wanted to do was make them proud of me. To show how strong I am as a person, how I can succeed at my career, at my writing, at my music, at my life. Besides showing them all the cool mixes I made for them that they’ll probably ignore, I get to explain what will happen. How bright my future will be. How I’ll have to wear sunglasses due to the brightness of my future.
“I greet you at the beginning of a great career.” – Future me quoting Walt Whitman.
Yeah, if I had any time where a future version of me would like to travel back in time, today would be that day. Future me might ask if I want a beer or might tell me how hard I’m going to rule in the future. At least that’s what I hope for.
Knowing how much relevant knowledge future me possesses, I’d ask if I was right about my musical tastes. I hope my championing of various artists, genres, would end well. Dunkwave could have a glorious future; I just want to know if I ‘broke’ that story. Stock tips would be nice, but I’m not sure if the future world has some kind of cap on me making too much money from future visions.
Nevertheless, I’m excited. Life goes on, a bit better than before. Readers like you helped me through the hard times. I thank you for your support during this dark period. Let the light shine through!