Now, I like fruit. I really like drinking. I also like working out, and eating. Unfortunately by around 11:30 pm I realized that only three of these four had been accomplished to any degree, and it was time to leave. I'd somehow ended up at two tables-full of folks consisting of alumni from my high school, or our rivals'. I was also one of the eldest in the group.
It was bizarre, hilarious, and actually made me feel really good about who and where I am now.
I was never one of the cool kids, and even to this day I struggle with self-confidence -- but to be around 21- and 22-year-olds, to talk about favorite teachers or differences in how and what we learned, to notice my subtle "it's OK, you'll learn" nods, the roars of laughter from the table after an occasional joke, it appeared that I was actually sitting at the cool kids' table.
And I didn't even care about being one of the cool kids. I am The Cool Kid. I am doing shit that I love, I have goals, I am achieving them, and I am using, and continuing to develop, my knowledge and skills.
This morning I discovered that I am, in fact, also famous.