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	<title>Live Above Mediocrity &#187; Dear friend</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[At this time in your life, I know you aren&#8217;t the happiest person in the world. I know you aren&#8217;t where you want to be with your career. I know you yearn for companionship in the form of a woman. I know even though you haven&#8217;t admitted it to me, that you&#8217;ve made mistakes I [...]<p><a href="http://www.liveabovemediocrity.com/uncategorized/dear-friend/">Dear Friend…</a> is a post from: <a href="http://www.liveabovemediocrity.com">Live Above Mediocrity</a></p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At this time in your life, I know you aren&#8217;t the happiest person in the world.</p>
<p>I know you aren&#8217;t where you want to be with your career. I know you yearn for companionship in the form of a woman. I know even though you haven&#8217;t admitted it to me, that you&#8217;ve made mistakes I believe you have come to terms with yourself.</p>
<p>I know there are times you may look at what your friends are accomplishing, and be proud, yet wonder why you haven&#8217;t done the same. I know all this not because you&#8217;ve told me, but because we&#8217;re close. </p>
<p>Despite the fact that you bottle up your emotions, it&#8217;s evident on the outside to anyone close enough that you aren&#8217;t happy. And as a close friend, that&#8217;s the last way I want to see you feeling.</p>
<p>Growing up, you were always an inspiration to me. You are one of the most intelligent individuals I&#8217;ve ever met. Me and you always have discussions on every topic imaginable from the ignorant, funny stuff to the serious. </p>
<p>You were a model of consistency for me when I was growing up and fooling around in school. Believe me when I tell you that. I certainly have tons of people to credit for the progress I&#8217;ve made throughout the years and you are certainly one of them.</p>
<p>I remember when you used to tell me that you thought &#8220;I had the most potential, but wasted it throughout HS and my first year&#8217;s of college.&#8221; </p>
<p>You were right. </p>
<p>You were one of the individuals who made me look in the mirror and realize that I wasn&#8217;t living up to my potential. In reality, you scared me. We all know what we grew up around. When you said that, I knew it was for a good reason, but it still stung. It made me think that you thought I may end up like everyone else in the neighborhood.</p>
<p>So, I improved and was able to accomplish some things and you deserve credit for that. You really helped put me on the right track even if you didn&#8217;t know it at the time.</p>
<p>But in the past few years, I&#8217;ve missed that old person I once knew. You didn&#8217;t lose your smarts or selfless qualities, but somewhere, you lost motivation. You seem to have lost the energy to push forth on certain things.</p>
<p>Now, I&#8217;m not writing this and acting like I&#8217;m where I want to be, but this letter focuses on you. I figure if you feel a certain way about me, you&#8217;ll let me know. I&#8217;m not afraid of confronting you face to face. I&#8217;ve done that already. I&#8217;m doing this here because sometimes written words are more powerful than spoken ones.</p>
<p>When I look at you, I see an endless amount of potential. But I also have a calendar on my wall and a watch on my wrist. I know time waits for no one. I don&#8217;t want to see you in the same position you currently are a year or two from now. I want to see you a step closer to your goal or already doing what you want to be doing.</p>
<p>No matter what you do in life, you will always be my friend and I will always be there for you. Always remember that.</p>
<p>But there are two words I don&#8217;t ever want to think about when it comes to you in the future and those are: &#8220;What if?&#8221;</p>
<p>And I&#8217;m pretty sure that&#8217;s a question you don&#8217;t want to ask yourself either.</p>
<p>Always remember, every accomplishment starts with the decision to try.</p>
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