As I’m sitting at a coffee shop in central Glasgow, I can’t help but think that wow, I have made it! I’ve arrived in Glasgow yesterday to take part in the Great Scottish Run this Sunday. I’ll be running the half-marathon route as part of my training for the full marathon I’ll be doing in 4 weeks around Loch Ness. Well, it’s not really part of my training, but it’s a great excuse to come down here and enjoy the city for the weekend.
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I don’t remember where I read it (Steve Pavlina’s?): a fisherman is lying on the beach and drinking beer in some remote village. A businessman walks by and suddenly stops, very confused. He asks the fisherman:
How can you just lie there like that? Can’t you see that if you started to gather all that fish that this see brings you in such abundance, you could make millions and then retire and be able to afford your dream life?
The fisherman smiles and asks the businessman in return:
And what would you like to do once you retire? What’s your dream life?
Lublin, December 2005
I was born in Poland on a cold February afternoon in 1982. I learnt to write and read quite early, before the proper kindergarten or school training. That probably explains why I hold my pen ‘the wrong way.’ I also received a lower grade for writing the letter A repetitively on the whole sheet of paper in kindergarten, because I didn’t follow the rules. To me, my A was a very proper A, but that day I learnt that you’re not always rewarded for your efforts if you don’t stick to the rules.
