March 1, 2018•197 words
Not writing yesterday felt so good. And, now that I'm off the hook to produce on a fixed schedule, I can write flexibly whenever I want, in between tasks, like right now, at 2pm. I am no longer my own boss.
I came across a really good quote the other day, which describes a theory of life in surprisingly succinct terms, in a way I hadn't encountered before.
The quote comes from, of all places, a movie on Netflix called When We First Met, which was actually pretty good.
Down on luck person:
I thought things were supposed to happen for a reason.
Other, chill person:
That's what strippers and idiots say. Things happen..randomly. For no reason at all. But they create opportunities. And you learn from those opportunities, even the missed ones. The question is, can you recognize that next opportunity, when it matters the most?
Random shit flies every which way -> creates opportunities -> rewards distributed to those who recognize and work towards the opportunities.
What I like about this is it puts the onus on the individual to be keen and perceptive. It's a finding game. We never stopped being hunter-gatherers.