Greatness consumes you. Less turns to excess. It’s never enough - until it’s too much.
Then it’s over.
Wake up sober. Glass, pill, line, joint. What brought us to this point?
The ecstatic. The lights. The intensity. The scrutiny. The jealousy. The gifts. The rendezvous. The half truths. The whole lies. The why’s. The drunk drives. The flashing lights. The fights. The love. Lust. Misplaced trust.
Never felt more alive, yet lost at the same time. Nights we’ll never forget, with people we won’t remember. Remnants of each city, distant lover. Kisses in public, relationships under covers. Parlaying with people I’ve waited my whole life to meet. Private suites. Everything at your feet.
"What does it take to feel secure?
A place with wooden floors and space to put awards?
A couple of parking spots and maids to do the chores?
The cars you always wanted, the women that you adore?”
You’ll find happiness in success, but success won’t guarantee happiness. Reaching your peak prematurely places you in an awkward equilibrium. Happy to have skipped the ‘line’ - until you’ve reached the front, only to realize vital keys are stuck somewhere in the middle. Backtracking, you learn lessons in reverse.
Blessing or curse?
Surrounded in this beautiful castle, no drawbridge over the moat.
The present is a malleable moment that dies every second and is re-birthed every moment you get a chance to move forward.
So you never know.