Meeting the expectations, or the imagined (ours not theirs) expectations of others is a fool’s errand. Most people, I’ve found, are too busy dealing with their own craziness and if they’re not, they ought to be. We all just need to get on with what we thing is right and let the rest of the world deal.
That, to me, seems to be what Kurt Vonnegut was getting at in this letter to Don Farber. Vonnegut wrote:
I know it is the place of the man to do brilliant things with money, but this manhood thing has me completely worn out. I just want to be a writer.
—to Don Farber on 7 January 1972, p. 179
Can there be a better way to spend our brief time here?