Sometimes

I watched a movie on TV yesterday about someone whose life was a constant fight to attain his goals. After the end I wondered for the zillionth time if I was the fighting spirit sort of person. I really do not know, but I do ont think that I am the person who would be persistent in achieving goals, or the one who would stumble many times but has the energy and courage to stand up every time and try once again. It is strange that we do not know sometimes what we are capable or incapable of, even when it comes to a basic trait of character. When I look back at my life I find that my objectives were rather acheivable. Or maybe I did not seek, in the first place, very difficult challenges. So the answer to the question is still hanging in the air. Sometimes I wish I knew the answer, and sometimes I just enjoy the luxury of not needing to know the answer.