Success. To a certain extent, we all know what success is. It could be working in an office that has walls and more than one window, or being recognised on the street, or being more annoying than Simon Cowell, or not having a clue as to what treasure lies behind the digits of your account number(s). But what happens once you’ve reached that ridiculously perfect social and professional status?
I have no idea. I am but a 21-year old middle-class dreamer whose greatest success was not even paid in real money – even though, come to think of it, I did get paid in gold (sort of). Anyway, I guess there is always something greater than what you are and what you do. So if you are successful and need ten accountants to sort out your fortune, that doesn’t mean you cannot have twenty accountants for the same purpose if you suddenly find yourself overwhelmingly and dangerously successful. In other words, having everything is technically speaking impossible.
However – and I’m saying this without owning an island – I don’t believe success necessarily involves having a lot of money. Maybe success is not even a corner office. Maybe success is having a job that you love, true friends, one wife, some kids and a dog. So what if this is a cliché? Societies are based on clichés by definition. That said, success is certainly perceived in different ways by different people, and no definition in this polluted world will be able to objectively portray such a subjective concept. Better yet, no post on this blog will risk boring readers to death by technically analysing the notion of success. Be successful.
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