I've often said that I wanted to be ordinary, to be a "by the book" type of person. I know if I had been that person, I would own a house, be a size 8, and be a success at work.
But like Eminem, I cannot do anything by half-measure. I am a perfectionist who has never learned how to be perfect, and so I live in the land of self-defeat. My entire life is like the rear-view mirror where objects are closer than they appear. I have insight, but I have no God damned perspective.
Take this apple. I bought two of them at the store. They appealed to me like no other apple, and I paid dearly for them. They were $2.50 Cdn ($150 in $US).
When I sat down to eat it, I realized that I had picked an apple that would feed four hungry hounds, and I ended up sharing it with Finnigan. It gave me a stomach ache.
The average diet recommends a person pick an apple the size of her palm. Instead, I picked an apple the size of, well...Sophie's head. Even she was scared by it.