That awkward moment when you lock eyes with someone from across the room and you both realize you are obligated to have a pokemon battle.
I sincerely hope that of the people who do not forget me, they forget a lot about me.
All the stupid things I’ve done out of ignorance, and silliness. All the really awkward moments where I’ve been out of place or wrong in a not funny way but more of a pathetically clueless way. Any time when I’ve bothered someone and they were making it obvious that I was bothering them but I had no idea so I kept doing what I was doing to bother them. All the dumb shit I thought was funny or clever or spontaneous that was actually a creepy nuisance.
I don’t want to be known for that. I want to be known for my accomplishments and the good side of my personality. I want to be known for who I’ve become and not who I was. I want my name to be known by people who don’t know me. I want people to be able to go back into at least one area of history and find my name associated with greatness. I want to live on in that way for at least another lifetime before I’m forgotten entirely.
I don’t just want to be a story you tell your grandchild about your one quirky friend you had once. I want to be that spectacular person who even if I didn’t change your life entirely that you’ll be able to rejoice in the fact that you once knew someone as great, successful, and important as me.
I want to take the mediocrity that is my current self and burn it as fuel in the furnace of inspiration, ambition, and pure desire that will take me to new heights and previously unbelievable experiences.
To be happy, prominent, and far more than mediocre. This is what I want most of all.