At the end of the day, what do we really control or influence? Where do we begin from? The pedestal or hole we find ourselves in, is partly dug or raised by us, but mostly it is a function of where we start from, what we have been through and how we have consumed what we are fed. Do we consume more than we produce? Could we produce more than we did? Would working harder yield better outcomes?

None of these are entirely in our hands, you realize after a few rodeos. Some that you labored through, others that you barely started but someone pulled the plug and yet others that you experienced escape velocity as someone sucked you up with them as they rose. You work your way through what you have, sometimes you strike that Eureka! moment and other times, you just get lost in the noise.

Life is like a game of UNO. You are dealt a set of cards, one in which you could land up with a near even distribution of colors, which sucks, or one where you have superpowers. The cards others are dealt might mean you can win with 2 or 3 of each color. Sometimes life deals you a reverse gear, other times you bear the burden of a “+4” or you might unleash those same powers on others. Regardless, you work with what you have, one card at a time, and hope that the next card you draw will give you a superpower. Like in the game, if you hold your top cards too long or miss an opportunity, you may get another, but you can’t count on it.

Food for thought and humbling that there is no real control over much.

At the end of the day, what do we really control or influence? Where do we begin from? The pedestal or hole we find ourselves in, is partly dug or raised by us, but mostly it is a function of where we start from, what we have been through and how we have consumed what we are fed. Do we consume more than we produce? Could we produce more than we did? Would working harder yield better outcomes?

None of these are entirely in our hands, you realize after a few rodeos. Some that you labored through, others that you barely started but someone pulled the plug and yet others that you experienced escape velocity as someone sucked you up with them as they rose. You work your way through what you have, sometimes you strike that Eureka! moment and other times, you just get lost in the noise.

Life is like a game of UNO. You are dealt a set of cards, one in which you could land up with a near even distribution of colors, which sucks, or one where you have superpowers. The cards others are dealt might mean you can win with 2 or 3 of each color. Sometimes life deals you a reverse gear, other times you bear the burden of a “+4” or you might unleash those same powers on others. Regardless, you work with what you have, one card at a time, and hope that the next card you draw will give you a superpower. Like in the game, if you hold your top cards too long or miss an opportunity, you may get another, but you can’t count on it.

Food for thought and humbling that there is no real control over much.