I've never been first in my life. Upon graduation, I was offered the position I'm in because the first candidate pulled out. Don't get me started on friends let alone girls. Hang out? Only if the person they really wanted to hang with has pulled out.
Hence I left my little country town for the big city in pursuit of starting over again as someone new. I've been here for two months and after hitting wall after wall, I'm getting that feeling again; like I'm never good enough or maybe it's as my friend put it, time I pack my bags again and run away to a new city than face myself.
I'm not young anymore. 26. I know those younger years are behind me yet I wonder if it's too late. I want to be that guy; the one that has game, is climbing the ladder socially and career wise.
Yet what is it I am lacking?
Hence I left my little country town for the big city in pursuit of starting over again as someone new. I've been here for two months and after hitting wall after wall, I'm getting that feeling again; like I'm never good enough or maybe it's as my friend put it, time I pack my bags again and run away to a new city than face myself.
I'm not young anymore. 26. I know those younger years are behind me yet I wonder if it's too late. I want to be that guy; the one that has game, is climbing the ladder socially and career wise.
Yet what is it I am lacking?