"You should stay away from your potential. Now that is something you should leave absolutely alone. You'll mess it up. It's potential. Leave it! And anyway it's like your bank balance; you always have a lot less than you think. You don't look at it. Leave it as a locked door within yourself. Because that is how it should be.
Because then at least in your mind the interior will always be palatial. Wonderful gleaming marble floors. Brocaded drapes. Mullioned windows covered in mullions whatever they are. Flamingos serving drinks. Pianos shooting out canapes into the mouths of elegant men and women who are exchanging witticisms: Yes this reminds me of the time I was in Budapest with Binky. We were trying to steal a goose from the casino. Haw haw haa; phua!
Doon't open the door. Because it won't be like that. All you're going to see will be one tiny, grey starving little cat with diarrhea, sitting on a mattress-less, sprung iron bed, with its huge eyes mewing at you. Meeeow. Smoking as well, probably, as an emphysemic landlady entangles her pop-socks in the background, and some terrible guy the colour of an aubergine rounds the corner holding a mug of beef tea wearing a string vest and says mayawawa bayabaayawa mmmwa - THAT's your potential!" ~ DM