Sometimes, I look at the achievements of others, and I feel a tinge of sadness. Sadness that I am unable to reach where they are able to go. At these times, the world seems so big it is almost scary. Talent in all shape and form exists. So where does that leave me?
I have often wondered about the value of my life, and the role of my being within the greater world out there. I have also often wondered whether the world runs on purely utilitarian principles as I imagine it to. That the worth of a person is measured by how much – how well – he can contribute to society.
And I am sadly reminded of how little I possess by way of aptitude or skill. For what can I give to make the world a better place? Nothing, really.
It is at this juncture that I am overwhelmed.