
If were lucky enough to realize we’re having an epiphany we may attempt change, but then it’s too late.
It’s that whole square peg thing. Your whole life you’re trying to fill the round holes with a square peg and then BAM… You realize that your peg isn’t going to fit that hole. So you start to look for the square ones but there aren’t any so you panic.
Your whole life you’ve been trying to find a spot to stuff this peg of yours and now… The realization sets in… your peg doesn’t have a place to go. No one wants your stupid peg.
What now?
Take a sander and round those corners just so you can conform… stupid round holes.
I guess in some weird way I will always be a square peg. I try to round the edges, I do, but I just don’t think I’ll ever fit.
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