this is so familiar

I knew this guy that wanted to be an actor. He took some big chances in his early twenties, and made some big changes to study acting.

Right as he was starting this he had a job at a grocery store. He told me it was easy to fall into believing that this grocery store job would be the rest of his life.

“A grocery store? Your job for the rest of your LIFE? are you kidding me?”

“That’s how the people there see it.”

It was familiar. It was just enough to scrape together a comfortable life.

He wanted more than the produce section, though. He leaped out of that pond.

I’m long past my early twenties now. I get it, I get what those grocery store careerists were about. Many environments become that way.

Something that starts out as an “okay for now” place can take on a “this is just how it’s done” cast, and the next thing you know it’s just how you have been doing it. How you are doing it. How you will be doing it now and ever and unto ages of ages.

Familiar is what happens when you stop trying. Or it also happens when you try to make a shoe fit. Settling for the less scary road.

Because it’s what people do.

But it wasn’t for my actor friend.

And I have *thought* I was the same way. Strive! More! reach! Never settle!

But I find myself falling into the comfortable and familiar, telling myself it is just how these things are done.

That’s not what I want.

I want to do more. I want to be better than the norm.

which means I have to try. I have to get up every morning and TRY.

I have to also figure out a practical way to try in increments that match my stride.

Because it’s a long road. A long unfamiliar road.

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