K isn't like me. He's a dude with goals, and he's rather successful, too. K is another of my former law school classmates. I didn't know him all that well in school, but I enjoyed our limited inter-actions. Still, I hadn't seen him since law school until he came over to my home tonight for some dinner and James Taylor. While enjoying a variety of delicious meats, K told me and my wife about his extremely goal-oriented nature. It was impressive. Throughout his life, K has set and reached some very lofty goals, one of which was to be a certain type of attorney in a certain type of law firm with a certain type of office.
It was interesting talking to K. He told us about the Paris Syndrome, which, according to The Atlantic, manifests itself through both physical and psychological symptoms when one realizes that Paris is not all that they had hoped, expected, and been led to believe that it would be. In other words, when a person fiiiiinnnnnaaaaallllllly reaches their Paris, only to find that their Paris is a bit of a letdown, it takes a toll on both their mental and physical health. K doesn't seem to be losing his mind, and he looks better than I've ever seen him, but he is going through the frustrations associated with being a new attorney. I think he will love the lawyerly thing soon enough, but for now, it's not everything his Paris was supposed to be, it's not what he expected it to be, and it's not what others led him to believe that it'd be. And that's too bad.
So where does that leave things? K has set goals, worked diligently to acheive them, achieved them, and yet is struggling with new attorney growing pains. On the other hand, I'm a lump who is merrily going about his life doing this, writing about being a lump who is merrily writing about his life. That doesn't quite seem fair to me. But the solution might be a simple one, both for those suffering from actual Paris Syndrome and for K. Again, quoting The Atlantic, "bed rest and hydration seem to take care of the problem within a few days." So take a few days off, set some new goals, realize that you are nowhere near peaking, remember that you are better than your archrival, then go tear it up.
You are delightful. I know it. You know it. Soon, the world will know it.