75% of the time I battle like Odysseus relying on my experience, smarts, wit and sometimes tricks. When under stress I become Achilles with passion and confidence loving the fight and striking without fear. But…
But there is a flaw, with passion comes risk and a blind side. And when the arrow comes and I lose my cool it comes swift and sure. It skimmed my calf this week.
How do you run on the rim of that sandy cliff, do you walk cautiously and perhaps lose the race? Do you run fast and hard adjusting and recovering but risking sudden death for immutable glory?
There may be no place for my skills in middle management or maybe there is.
I need to read the Oddesy again.