I remember the first time I heard "Beautiful Boy" on Double Fantasy, John Lennon's valedictory masterpiece. My friend Tom and I wept together in his dorm room as we heard the music and grieved the fallen poet.
I knew intuitively that his words to his young son were true -- 28 years later, I know it from experience.
I think it's important to have a plan. I also think it's important to recognize an opportunity when it comes along.
I think I have seen such an opportunity. I have decided to try to be an insurance salesman. Gross? Bizzare? I don't think so.
Here's what I want from what's left of my life:
- I want to help give Mrs P the kind of life that my wandering career and modest income have never made possible.
- I want to go to bed every night knowing that someone's life is better because I got up that morning.
It's an entrepreneurial opportunity that's way out there where the ice is thin. Commission only. You're only paid to produce, not just for showing up. I could fall right through into the icy water. Or I could learn that this is a chance to have the living and the life that I have wanted for myself and my family. Mrs P and I have had several long talks about it. We're both a little apprehensive and a lot hopeful.
She believes in me. How can I fail? I believe we're going for it.
By the way, I ran 2.4 mi in 30 minutes yesterday. That's a 12:30 per mile pace, and a new personal best. "Every day, in every way it's getting better and better."
Thanks, John. You'd have been a great Pennsyltuckian.