There once was a frog...

There once was a frog who lived at the bottom of a well. Everyday he would look up out of the well and see the same portion of the sky. Everyday was exactly the same for him. Then one day, he saw a bird fly by. He called to the bird and asked her where she came from. She replied that she had flown a great distance and was only passing through this part of the world. The frog, who had never known anything of the world beyond the small patch of sky he saw everyday, was baffled. He asked the bird to help him to the top of the well. The bird flew down and carried the frog out of the well. When the frog saw the enormity of the world, the great open plains, the distant horizon, and the full extent of the sky, he was terrified; he had never known that anything could be so enormous or so expansive. He jumped back into his well immediately and never left his comfortable home again. The bird continued on her journey, puzzled as to why the frog was so afraid. She had never known anything but the beautiful, wide world into which she was born. The frog was quickly forgotten as she flew on.

I have the incredible gift of making everything sound lame. It was what God blessed me with.

"Will you marry me, (insert girl's name)?"
"Oh my God Cody, that was so absolutely lame."

It's not a bad thing. I'm never in danger of accidentally doing something cool and fooling other people into thinking I'm cooler than I am.

I also have the gift of extreme self-honesty. I can't lie to myself (not successfully at least). I can't pretend things are better or worse than they really are. A "B" is a "B," and whether or not I'm happy with "B's" has nothing to do with the "B" itself. Life is life regardless of what I think about life.

It's not that I have a low opinion of myself. That's a common mistake among people who have taken the time to read this. There is no opinion involved, just simple fact. I know things about myself that you don't. I know what's inside of me. I know what I am, and I know what I'm not. I can't tell myself I'm doing well when I'm not. I can't tell myself I'm trying my hardest when I'm not. I can't tell myself that this is the best that I can do, because it isn't.

So hit me over the head with a two-by-four then and make me be the person that I should be. Make me try, make me work, make me sweat, make me cry. Throw me a rope and I'll pull myself out of this well. I'm tired of seeing the same part of the sky every day.