Mediocrity.

I have a fear, a big one. I am terrified of mediocrity. Not in a crazy-perfectionist-I-have-to-be-the-best sort of way (because I've realized there is no use trying to be "the best" because there will always be someone "better"), but in a wow-I'm-grateful-for-all-the-opportunities-I-have-been-blessed-with-and-I-hope-I-don't-mess-them-up sort of way. And even after that largely over-hyphenated thought, I still don't think the feeling I was going for was generated entirely. Let me explain... You see it's about progress. It's about growth. It's about not going through the motions in life. It's about reaching and learning from the details. It's about having no regrets. It's about movement and effort. The more experiences I have, the more places I live, and the more undeserved blessings I receive all make me keenly aware of an innate responsibility to succeed.

And I guess what it all boils down to is...What am I doing with the time I've been given to learn and what patterns am I setting so that progress in imminent?