Once you have an idea of what you want, it can be hard to open yourself up to other avenues of success.
To combat this, I keep my desired end in mind.
For me, the goal itself is not necessarily the goal, rather the reason behind it. This helps me keep perspective should I need to adapt, it keeps me fluid and loose, and in this way I’m always ready for change.
How does this all look?
For starters, don’t pretend you know what the end must be.
I think the real mistake is we’re constantly being bombarded “to know” how we’re going to spend the rest of our lives, but the question this props up for me is what book has recurring chapters and why should life be any different?
In my current role, rather than enjoy each part of the learning process I instead, and instantly, began plotting how I’ll pivot and obsessively kept asking myself what’s next?
Suffering through premature optimization.
Yet again.
I don’t think “What’s Next?” matters as much as “Right Now.” I’m learning to focus on enjoying my own discovery, enjoying the unfolding of my own story– rather than constantly wishing for more.
The irony is, by doing this– you’ll naturally end up where it is you really want to go.
In truth, everything I have in front of me is more than enough to live an awesome life, I have an awesome life. For the few and short lived moments I’m able to think clearly, I always land on this realization.
Sure, you want more… but you’re lucky to be able to play this game.
Play is the key word here.
For the past few days, I’ve been able to manufacture wisdom through keeping the end of my book in mind– the same ending as for your book and all of us, death.
Endings are what make us appreciate stories and nothing clears up the mind like knowing and feeling the end.
I’m done suffering over fantasy.
I couldn’t care less, the only thing that exists is the story I’m in right now.
#Foolforward
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