When I was young, I was a leader.

I can vividly remember myself as an 8 year-old, in 2nd grade, 3rd grade, and so on. As much as an 8 year-old can unite a group of people and provide motivation and inspiration to his peers, I did so. I was a shy boy, but within my group I felt powerful and in control. The accuracy of these feelings is not what is important to me, rather the frame of mind.

As I have grown up I have quite clearly moved away from that mindset. I feel as if much of the time I am simply the one standing in the back, taking it all in. My opinions are measured and considerate. I don’t like to make waves, and I certainly am not clamoring to have my voice heard.

Today I will be a leader again.