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Are You What You Want To Be?

Yes?
No?

A few weeks back Caleb asked me if I've heard the songs Are You What You Want To Be? and Ask Yourself by Foster The People. The way he put it appeared to me like: Are You What You Want To Be? Ask Yourself. This sent me on a thoughtful journey.

Sure I want to be a lot of things, but am I there yet? Saying I'm what I want to be will mean this is the life I've been dreaming of and waiting for, and this is not it. However an important question to ask is "Am I on track to becoming what I want to be?" Becoming successful is a journey, hence you may not be what you dream of being but hell yes you could be well on track to being it.

Any difference between 'what' and 'who' you are? Well, who you are remains largely constant till you die (this is your personality). What you are depends on external factors, and require hard work + good fortune to become. What you are is your station in life at a particular time.

So are you where you want to be on the road to what you want to be? Ask Yourself. If you are, good trudge on. If you're not, no excuses just double up.

Anytime I feel lazy about doing something important I ask myself if that's what I want to be - a sluggard.
Works for me.

Happy Monday, if you're usually scared of Mondays face this one with courage. If you're used to slaying Mondays let's do it again today.

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