As I was listening to Eartha Kitt’s “All I want is all there is and then some” for the umpteenth time, it finally hit me. (Ok, I admit it: sometimes I’m slow.) It’s not about having “40 men who want to date each night or a mansion on a million acre lot” (although that’s not too shabby, either), but it’s about allowing ourselves to wish and desire without bounds. Like she says “Why not? If I’m gonna want, I’m gonna want a lot!”, and why not indeed? Why settle? Why put a cap on what we can be or what we can achieve? It’s akin to when a few years ago people were applying for mortgage loans. (Remember those days?) Some went in thinking they could afford a $150K home. But why think small, the bank countered? We’ll give you a $600K mortgage! Go get yourself a MacMansion on the hill. (Ok, so maybe this isn’t the best example…). But, you know what I’m talking about. I’m sure you do because, like me, some of you have sold yourselves short for no other reason than we believe we don’t deserve any better. And … may I ask who told us that? It’s not like when you’re in the reincarnation line ready to dive down and invade a sperm, a higher being hands you a number: 43. That’s your aspirational quotient. Jump, but remember on Earth you cannot aspire to anything above 43. Talk about mediocrity! Why, that’s not even 50%. Forget it! I’m not going in. I’ll stay here until I can get a better number. But being in the hands of a higher power, you’re pushed off the heavens and you land head first into you know where. Nine months later, a perfect 43 is born. Wouldn’t make a bad screenplay, actually: people walking around with their aspirational quotients on their sleeves. But, wait! We already do this. I told you I was slow.