When I was in college I wouldn’t participate in class that much … It was supposed to be a discussion and all, but the teacher would ask a question about whatever novel, and the answers I thought of just seemed so absurdly obvious I thought it couldn’t possibly be the answer the teacher was asking.
Turns out I was wrong.
Good thing my papers counted more than in-class-participation.
Critical reading is one of those things that I just can do naturally that I forget not everyone else can.
You know that thing that YOU do? That skill that you’ve always had? That not-really-a-talent-but-other-people-seem-impressed thing?
Now that I am (mostly) a grown-up, I realize that I do, in fact have talents and skills and abilities.
I can’t do science – it is INCREDIBLE to me that there are people out there who just *get* chemistry.
That is obvious to them, but amazing to me.
I can’t get excited about cleaning. I do it because it needs to be done, not because I enjoy it.
But there are people I know personally who clean FOR FUN. For stress relief.
Amazing to me.
Maybe that’s your GREAT WORK. Maybe it’s your next job. Maybe it’s just a piece of art that should be shared with the world.
It might feel ordinary and obvious to you, but in reality, you are AWESOME and you have something to share that will just be AMAZING to others.
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