What if I was Successful?

What would I try if I was certain that I would succeed at it?

I changed the words of the prompt.

I’d be open to try a lot of things. Success aside, I think I kind of am anyway.

What if we took success out of the equation. What about just trying to try ?

A headstand? Who cares if I am successful at a headstand?

Can you tell that I’m hung up on the part that motivates us to try or not try do anything because of success or fear of failure?

If I had only done the things I’m good at and knew I’d be successful at, my life would be pretty void of many of my best things. In fact I failed at most of the coolest things I tried. This is a pretty weird realization.

Do I have regrets? Maybe but mostly, I don’t.

I would love to be successful, I do enjoy success, who doesn’t?

But would I trade a life of only success at things I know I can succeed at, for the one I’ve had? Weirdly, I would not.

I’m not sure what that means. I also wonder about adding the word yet.

You never know. Sometimes you spend time toiling away, before you meet with success. How do any of us know that success isn’t around the corner. Or that under a different definition, you already have been?