I may never strut my stuff confidently on stage as part of some grand theatrical production which earns rave reviews.
But through my deeply-felt love of the written word, I have been generously afforded the chance to live vicariously through the adventures of many a character who have held me in thrall over the years.
Be it the CIA agent Jack Ryan and his daring espionage escapades or that utmost epitome of heroism, Ulysses and the epic trials and perils he must overcome to return home and be reunited with his patiently waiting, long-suffering wife, I have brilliantly outsmarted enemy operatives and gotten the better of hideously hulking, one-eyed giants named Cyclops among other praiseworthy feats.
So, the next time you're suffering a potent attack of stultifying boredom, try reading a book and soon you will be hooked.

The End.

We all just get one shot at this thing called life.
When we are treated unfairly, let us continue striding forth with greater resolve and a deeper sense of purpose.
When our wings are clipped, let us take time out to tend to our wounds until they are healed.
And once we feel right as rain again, let us endeavor to boldly soar high and higher than ever before until we are at one with the eagle who from its ideal vantage point high above the earth surveys the dazzling variety of life below with an enviable glint of supreme self-assuredness in its eyes.
I wonder: were we all to approach the storms and valleys of our lives with that same swagger and braggadocio, would any obstacle really be too daunting to stand in our way?

The End