|That's right, Rocky! Hit 'em with the renew at the 7th stack!|
At certain junctures, we all have our moments of epiphanies and apotheosis. The apotheosis ones come few and far between, to be certain, if they happen at all, but oh, those moments of epiphany are usually laced with a large dose of "surrender." I always have a few of those, it seems, around birthday month, so perhaps we should just all skip February? Can we, please? I came to the annual realizations that I will never be:
A. A prima ballerina
B. Opera diva
C. Olympic medal-winning high board diver
D. All of the above
Now I can add E: Great theorycrafter in WoW. I consider myself an educated person. I am often intelligent. But when I read a post like Navi's How to Druid Heal Yorshaj, all I can do is come up with rhyming words: corsage, massage, dressage, menage, you get it.
I don't have a Druid healer, but I do have a priest. And I try to hit the right buttons at the right time, but never have I sat down, studied a fight blow-by-blow, trying to figure out what to do when in such exquisite detail. And that is why I will always be a mediocre player, and you know what? I'm okay with that. So, I'm going to go work on my demi plies and arias. There may be hope for me yet.