A Doer

I’m a thinker. An over-thinker.
A watcher.
A researcher.
A debater.
A someday-er.
A that-could-never-be-me-er.
A chew-on-the-fat-until-there’s-no-flavor-left-er.

I’m not really a doer. 

Sure, I got good grades in school. I keep a good job. I do what is required of me to be a functioning member of society.

But when it comes to the things that matter, my dreams, my aspirations, my goals. I’m not a doer. Not really. 

I’m more of a toe-dipper.
I’m more of a I’ll-try-until-someone-makes-fun-of-me-er.
A until-I’m-told-I’ll-never-succeed-er.
A you-don’t-deserve-it-er.
A so-many-people-have-failed-so-of-course-you-will-too-er.

A doer? I’d really like to be a doer.

I’d like to be an all-in-er.
A fail-until-you-succeed-er.
A screw-what-they-think-er.
A just-watch-me-er.

I….I think it’s time to start writing again.

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