one more thing...

the people I’ve met here, by in large, have some single thing above all that they can do. Not to the detriment of anything else about them, I just found out that of the friends I’ve made, one has published scientific research more than once, another wrote a novella, or something along those lines, and reviews professionally, and another is on the search committee for Chicago’s next archbishop. Some take better pictures than I do, or make better tea, not that either of those is a feat of greatness. Most of them play an instrument well, and a sport.

I can’t think of anything like that for myself.
But I think that, at least for today, and at least for this year or these few years, that this is something that I can get used to.

I am doing well here, and I am genuinely content. And right now, that is enough.

[By the way, I realized ofter writing this that I read something last week by a friend saying something phrased similarly. This has been bouncing around in my head for a while, though, and isn't an intentional response.]