I’m not real sure why Harry Nilsson’s words are going through my head right now, but they are…
I wanted to be a spaceman
That’s what I wanted to be
But now that I am a spaceman
Nobody cares about me
Maybe the post about being a “leader” has something to do with it. Maybe that post reminds me that in the deep, dark recesses of where I really hang out, it is, no matter how good a mask I wear, all about me. And when it’s all about me, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.
