Rock Star So you wake up the next day, and the next day, and the next day, and do it all over again. Sounds simple, right? It must be nice living the life of some ‘rock star’ all the time, right? Eating expensive meals with clients, travelling to exotic places all over the world, staying in extravagant hotels, and on, and on. I’ve heard it all. So here are some cold, hard facts to help dispel that theory… From 2003 to 2013, I lived that life for 1,186 days, which is equivalent to 3.3 years of living in some hotel room. I spent 501,229 miles sitting on a plane, and that doesn’t even take into consideration the ridiculous hours driving to and from the airport, checking my bags at the counter, standing in line waiting for security, boarding, or changing terminals during layovers. Beyond the handful of expensive meals, there were also plenty of nights sitting in the drive-thru ordering whatever was available on the late-night menu because the flight got in too late to find something good to eat, and even then, there were plenty of other nights when the only option I had was the vending machine at the hotel. So what IS the definition of a ‘rock star’ anyway? Sure, I’ve seen some amazing things out on the road. I’ve been to some amazing places too. I’ve had amazing meals, seen amazing shows, taken amazing pictures, and even been part of some amazing stories. But at the end of the day, the term ‘rock star’ for me is that wonderful moment when I see my luggage spitting out on the baggage claim carousel, or the drive home after my flight, or calling a friend or family member I haven’t seen in a while to let them know I am on my way. It’s that moment when I throw my suit into the to-be-dry-cleaned pile in the corner, and throw on some shorts and a worn out t-shirt, find one last cold beer in the fridge, and sift through the stack of mail as I wait for the ramen noodles to cook on the stove. It really is that simple. I am not the rock star that you think I am I simply believe in doing the best that I can Not everyone has the same opportunities In some regards, I am incredibly fortunate In other circles, I am completely full of shit Its all how you look at it or what you see Nothing matters at the close of the day Everything you dream just fades away No one stays at the top of their game Im no stranger to the ups and downs Something to be said about the clowns Its a fine line between fortune and fame I have done my best with what I have Ive learned how to make them laugh Its the smile that always matters most Its easy to make it seem like more Because no one really knows for sure The truth is found by what gets exposed I am no stranger to taking a gamble Knowing how to push, or when to pull Risk is nothing but a simple equation Ive never been afraid to take chances The timid heart never really advances But the restless soul rises to the occasion And thats just the way life seems to go Never question things youll never know Keep on pushing yourself, day after day People say you cant take no for an answer Its hard accepting opinions that dont matter Words are just hurdles that stand in your way I got what I wanted by taking it first Rules are someone elses lifelong curse That philosophy doesnt make me any more or less The rock star is an image someone else created While everyone else wastes time debating What the rest of the world defines as success Be what you want, not who youre supposed to be And dont be fooled by someone elses view of reality You live and learn by your own actions and mistakes Sometimes you have to push the envelope farther Just to see how much people are willing to barter Before you find the balance between give and take https://facebook/paulcdeanpoetry
Posted on: Tue, 30 Sep 2014 13:34:00 +0000
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