If I could choose to be anybody in the world...

I’m not rich, nor famous, nor a 17 year old knocked up teenager, or a kid from the inner city that made it out despite all the odds stacked against me. I am decently educated, pretty well spoken, apathetically middle class and for the most part, up until going on 3 years ago I was happily complacent and satisfied with my good on paper life.
And then something happened. It wasn’t an Oprah “ah-hah” moment; it wasn’t even something really deep or profound. It was simply a day where I looked at myself in the mirror and realized there was absolutely nothing different about me at that very moment than I was 3 minutes, days, weeks or even months ago. And for some reason that realization scared the hell out of me. Literally.
I’ve studied people since I was old enough to form a sentence. And although I wasn’t always very people smart, you know those Barack Obama kind of people, whom we find ourselves falling in love with, and don’t always know why. I was very people aware. So I thought that if anybody was going to get this thing called life right I should have a pretty decent shot at it. I didn’t. Most of the time I failed absolutely miserably. It just took me 28 years to figure out that I didn’t realize that that when I was having the most fun. I’m not talking about living with any regard for personal or social responsibility or without a value system. I’m not the type to try hedonism far less live it. What I mean is that sense of freedom, passion and good old fashion adrenaline that reminds you you’re alive when you’re playing by your own rules. Win, loose or loose really big. I lost really big, and sometimes had to find the silver lining in a very gray cloud. I took every course known to man on how to love and experience a greater sense of fulfillment in life and still wound up asking myself the same question. If I could be anyone else in the world… it was my favorite topic to daydream about, it was where I could get lost. It was anything but being boring and corporate. The Matrix was right. It was the question that was driving me.... It always has been. The only difference is that now that question has an answer. I found it one day when I said the hell with the rules, the hell with what I even thought was the right way to do anything. In short, the hell with average.

Hello life. It’s me Angela and if I could be anyone in the world… I’d still choose to be me.

So, I invite you to do as I did and take a good look in the mirror and say, "the hell with it!" Give yourself permission to be the anybody in the world you could be. This is your moment to say the hell with average and begin with,
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