So here’s how it works, picture yourself sitting on a porch, in a rocking chair, with a shawl across your shoulders (BTW you didn’t knit the shawl yourself because you never learned how) -- you’re 80. You look around and realize you’re in a home for wayward octogenarians, how did you end up here?
Every decision you make, like time, by second, by minute, by hour, puts you one step closer to that rocking chair. The time will pass, just like death and taxes, the passing of time is guaranteed, the question you have to ask yourself is this, WHO DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GET THERE?
- Do you want to arrive bitter, and filled with regret over things you wish you had done?
- Do you want to arrive stupefied with “Is this all there is?” dancing circles in your head?
- Or, are you going to blow off the whole question by cavalierly taking another pull on your cigarette or scarfing down those doughnuts, or snorting another ‘recreational’ line and chortling, “If I live that long.”
Don’t be ignorant, especially when it comes to your life.
You have a flight imperative, it’s a little bit of dust from the stars that make up the Universe. As such, you have an obligation to live your best life. You have an obligation to pull yourself up by one hand, reach back and help someone up with the other. To do less, is ignorant.
Make a plan so that at 80 the most you’ll regret is not ordering the salad for lunch.
These books will help you find the runway:
The War of Art, Steven Pressfield, http://www.stevenpressfield.com/the-war-of-art/
Uncertainty, Jonathan Fields, http://www.theuncertaintybook.com/
Go.
fucking brilliant! love the humour!
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