Is your self-image accurate?
As I sit here working at my desk and listening to some of my favorite music, with words of life and emotion swimming in my mind, I wonder how many other people ponder the thought of how authentic they are to their self-image.
Wasn't it just yesterday that I was a young, punk, kid? Wasn't it yesterday that I was in the cub scouts? Weren't my brother Danny and I just having aluminum foil ball races across the house? Hadn't I just walked into the mystical world (our converted garage) where my brother Xavier would be playing in his band? Wasn't I just listening to the wrong music with the wrong friends? Didn't I just travel the world in the navy?
And, are you being authentically you?
Are you being who you're supposed to be?