Real me, even through the movie screen.

Just when I think I would like to participate in the charades and the set starts to look appealing. And the spotlight moves closer to me and I'm ready for the director to say action. The real me inside comes out and I decide this is not the time or the place. The players are not quite ready for the roles took on and the script is mediocre. I also realize that my spotlight is not as big as it could be. And the real me reassures me that when it is time for me to participate everything will be its biggest and best, because that's the way life is its always perfect in the right time.