This is something I’ve come to realize. It’s something that I’ve known all along, I’ve said over and over, and it’s something that I thought I really knew. But I don’t think I did. So I’m going to have another go at letting it sink in.
The things that you want don’t fall out of the sky and into your lap. You have to work for them. You have to concentrate and you have to sacrifice and you have to push yourself to your breaking point. And then you have to push some more. The “here kitty, kitty, kitty” approach isn’t going to work. You can’t lure your dreams towards you. Some things should be easy. Sometimes you should get a break. Sometimes you really deserve someone to say, “Here you go, it’s yours.” But that doesn’t happen. You don’t get any breaks. And it seems that the harder you work and the longer you push, the less breaks come your way.
You can’t wait for things to come to you. You have to hunt them down. Ferociously. You need to pull a Chuck Norris and roundhouse kick the shit out of whatever’s standing in your way. Metaphorically of course. Unless there really is a guy in your way. Then let him have it for not getting out of the way fast enough.
I guess my point to myself is – be more like Chuck Norris. Because in this game of life that’s totally not as easy as the actual game of LIFE, most people aren’t going to stop and help you. You have to do it yourself. And that’s hard. It’s freakin’ balls hard. But my hope is that by the end it will be worth it. By the end, I’ll have a life that I crafted by hand out of solid rock. And when I look back at the game and my little plastic car with blue and pink pegs in it … I’ll have won.
P.S. – thanks to the people who’ve stopped to help me so far 
Frankly, I think you’re doing a pretty good job of it. I would add in some Game of Life reference if I had ever actually played the game, but I think your little plastic car will be full of goodness.