Second City of Angels

For as long as I can remember, my father always gave me the same bit of advice. "Be somebody" he would tell me. Now, I call it advice because that's what I hope it was. I'd hate to think it was some kind of command that, in his mind, I chose to ignore. The truth is, however, that I have no idea what he meant. I'm not even sure if he knew. I guess that if pressed he would say that to be somebody was to be someone important. But most everyone is important to somebody, right? So do you have to be important to a lot of people? Or to the right people?(Is it quantity or Quality?) And who might they be? The mind wobbles. So, I'd like to take a moment to apologize to my father for never becoming the somebody he wanted me to be. And to congratulate myself for being the somebody I always have been.