Pace and I, dining on sushi and Thai, conversing. I was enjoying the sushi more than I’d enjoyed most foods for days, and wanted more despite feeling full. I looked at it, beautiful in greens and yellows and white, arranged like flowers on the plate.
“I can make sushi,” I commented offhandedly. “It’s probably not even all that hard.”
A moment passed, and my eyes welled up with unexpected tears. “I… I can…” I choked on words, paused, took a deep breath. A shiver ran down my spine. “I can do anything!”
And it’s true. I can do anything I set my mind to do. I can do anything I want to do, limited only by myself and my imagination – and not even my imagination! If, four years ago, anyone had told me that I’d be living the life I am now with the people I’m with, I would have said, “I can’t even imagine that!”, and it would have been true.
In that vein, today, I bought myself a present. I bought myself a gorgeous black left-handed bass guitar.
I don’t even currently know how to play! But I’m going to learn, I’m going to love it, and I’m going to be in a band. I can do anything! (And so can you!)