As long as I can remember there was “ME.” I liked me. In fact, if you’d have asked me what was wrong with the world I would’ve probably said there’s way too many of THEM and not enough ME. I must admit, it was nice being the solution to all the world’s problems while bearing none of the responsibility. That was on THEM.
But at some point, however, I was surprised to feel that ME wasn’t enough. ME began to feel more like “just me.” And I soon found myself a “just me” in search of a “we.” But I wasn’t just searching for any old we. I sought the kind of “we” that makes me more “me,” if you know what I mean. That’s not an easy thing to find, especially in a world filled with THEMS.
But me being me and with a little bit of luck, I was able to sort through the THEMS and find the perfect “WE.” It took some doing but if I’m being honest with myself, I expected nothing less from ME.