The next memory of the day was taking a break for lunch.
We all left the bar to another location and I remember that I sat on a table somewhat far from him. I had a direct view of him and I kept staring at him at all times. It was as if I was looking at something larger than life.
I have no recollection if there had been any exchange of words yet. I didn’t even have the courage to approach him either.
There he was in his own world and me on the other side keeping a distance because I probably thought that was the right thing to do. I was not up to his level and that’s how it was to remain.
Besides, what did I have that could have impressed him? From where I was sitting, his life was just perfect. Mine was just a big question mark.
I kept looking wondering why I couldn’t be like him, someone who just knew what he wanted and how it was to be accomplished.
He embodied everything I wasn’t and I had no idea how to turn it around and make it happen for myself.
In other words, how am I making it to the other side if I’m stuck where I am right now?
