I want to be, and have always wanted to be, the exception to the rule. Since my first memories.... Really, truly. I picked piano at age five, for example, because my brother and sister both played violin. And even though I had already started violin lessons and really loved it and wanted both, I told my mom I would play piano, because no one else in the family did it. Little did I know at the time that it was the most popular instrument outside of the family.
I've never allowed anyone to tell me what I could or could not be; to put limitations on my capabilities in any regard. And that's not to say I'm limitless, because I certainly conjure plenty of doubts for myself, and fully understand that I'm not a superhero, nor am I anywhere close to one. But it's funny... when I'm told "no," or "you can't," I always seem to react with an, "Oh, yeah?" I'm sure my parents would attest to this with strong affirmation, obedient as I was in childhood.
Leading a defiant life must carry a price. But to be honest, I haven't yet discovered what that price might be. And a big part of me thinks, happily, that I might never find out.
Here we go, Day 240: https://ia800306.us.archive.org/4/items/Improv41012/20120410203250.mp3