Panic starts to move in

Ok so it’s only a few days ago I took a bold decision. I’m going to drastically improve my writing skills. YES… It made perfect sense at that time.

“Marc you suck at writing. Go do something about it”

So I bumped into 100NakedWords. Cool. From now on I’ll write daily. And because I’m a researcher at Bell Labs. And I have my own startups. I must have loads of stories to tell. Right?

“But your English skills are just bad. Besides you write with lots of spelling errors. ”

Ok…embarrassing, but I can handle that. If people don’t like to read my broken English stories, then that’s perfectly ok. And maybe I learn something along the way.

“You are 51 years old. The youngsters and hipsters of 2016 are not interested in your stories Marc”

I know, but I don’t feel like 51. I still love to go mogul skiing. I like skateboarding, mountain biking. I’m a digital native. Come on. I’m just a teenager trapped inside the body of a 51 year old geezer.

“Not for long and you will be the laughing stock of the internet. Your picture smeared out all over the social networks. You will not be able to leave the house”

So what. I’ve never backed out from any challenge. Besides the new cool is to embrace failure. Only by failing we learn. And learning means progress. Everybody loves progress.

Do you recognize this? This constant battle between yes and no? It happens to me all the time. When I was younger. I mostly listened to the No. Afraid to loose face. Afraid to fail.

If there is one advantage in growing older. It’s losing ego. All of a sudden, that sixpack on your belly is gone. You are not longer a tanned surfer boy doing killer loops on the windsurfer. You are just 51. And nobody cares who you are.Nobody notices you.

So go ahead Marc and jump into the unknown. This could be fun.