I'm neither tall nor short.
I'm average.
I'm neither brilliant nor dumb.
Maybe, though, I was born in Wobegon.
I'm neither a leftist nor a rightist.
But I wonder: is the middle of the road a good place?
I'm neither an optimist nor a pessimist.
Yes, of course: a realist...I think.
I'm neither an idealist nor a cynic.
Just keeping hope alive.
I'm neither always merry nor a constant scowler.
Just trying to smile more.
Average?
Is anyone?
Sometimes there's the echo of a voice from the past:
"I will drink life to the lees.
...this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star...
...my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset...
Made weak by time...but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find...."
Ulysses: he was not average.
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