Mouse and Shark

I was going to write a poem. I was going to write a poem about how I am both a mouse and a shark. But alas, the words are just not coming to me so instead I write. Today I realized something more about me that maybe some people don't realize or seem to forget. Like many people, I have two sides. On the surface, I am a mouse. I eat my food in small bites. I squeak when surprised. I'm sensitive and fun and love chocolate like a mouse likes cheese.

But deep down in the ocean, inside of me, I am a shark. I am a journalist at heart. I chase stories. I rip into it like a shark into meat. I eat Public Relations classes in gulps, having the guts to succeed in a place where you will always be questioned. You will always be second guessed. There will always be people to poke holes in your strategic plans and come up with new implications you may not have thought about.

My life is always about questions. Whether I be asking them or thinking about the consequences of strategic planning, I will always have an open ended life. There is never a right answer. But I know that between the sweetness of the mouse and the badass of the shark, I will make it. I will succeed.  The open ended life just makes things more interesting because if there were answers to life, it wouldn't be any fun.