Saturday, October 06, 2007

My Purpose In This Life

On our walk this morning I kept thinking about the tall guy with nothing on but his jockey underwear and cowboy hat playing a guitar in the Times Square area of NYC.

He has found his niche. I suppose he does it for the money. I’m sure people come by and throw money in his cup.

Then I thought about me doing that for a living. Well, he is tall and lean I think. I am short and stocky. I suppose he can carry a tune – or at least think he can. I know I can’t carry a tune.

Wait! Just thinking this out I found my niche. I found out what I am good at. My niche in life is NOT walking around the Times Square area in my jockey shorts and cowboy hat, strumming a guitar and singing – my purpose in life.



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