I just read this essay by Malcolm Gladwell.

Again! Solace, and explanation of why exactly I don’t feel any satisfaction. An essay detailing how the successful entrepreneurs of the world are really not big risk takers as the mythical stories usually claim. It’s classic Gladwell. The successful are not singularly responsible for their success. They have all sorts of support like Bill Gates getting computer time from his parents.

I hope I don’t go off subject again like yesterday. But it ends up hitting a nerve with me when I have to recognize what I’m doing is not nearly what I want to do. The strategies I’m employing aren’t successful and I don’t feel like there’s any end to the tunnel.

Where’s the expertise I have to apply? I’d love to have something that’s actually saleable that I can put into action. At the end of the day I very much feel as if I’m putting my work into skills so generic that you couldn’t possibly stand out.