Choose your own adventure
In way, I think life is one big choose your own adventure book. You gather a little bit of storyline and reach a fork in the stream. You then jump to a page based on your best guess, only to read ahead that you chose the stream where the cannibal pygmy natives* hunt their prey. You then get angry at the book because, well, otherwise you only have yourself to blame; after all it was your choice! Then, of course, you try to fumble your way back to the decision point and chose a new path, because it is pathetic to accept that as you end. You never really make it back but you reach another equally interesting fork in the road and make your best guess. Lather Rinse Repeat.
I am kind of at the stream where three forks combined and formed a raging rapid that is barreling down in one direction. I have no reason to, but my instinct says, do I have to be on this raft? I could pretty much get off now and well choose any other land adventure I want. I just don't want to meet the pygmies as I believe the last few years have fattened me up and made me tasty.
There are many cliches about how to deal with the decision making process. There is the "life is about the journey not the destination." cliche. Well that's good, since the ultimate destination is death. I also love the "oh stop strategizing about the future and live in the moment" philosophy. In order to live in the moment, you have to be somewhat stationary. I would like to those live-in-the-moment types smell a rose in a level-five turbulent rapid. Finally, there is the "take each day as it comes". Well that is like waiting for the pygmies to find you!
So how do you slow down life in order be able to sit and think about the future before it is already happening to you? I guess I just got a piece of good advice from Team:
"Do not switch around your life for constraints that do not exist." There is no real reason for me to get off the raft yet and I have time before the rapids subside. They way you slow things down is by waiting to gather information before you reactly drastically to drastic changes in your life.
* no offense to cannibal pygmy natives. Their adventure book might equally end in a village of a savage social society hungry to burn their way of life at the stake.
Grr... of the Day.
I have these incredibly noisy wipers that sound like a banshee on a bender. To make things worse - they are "rain-sensing" wipers. Every time a butterfly flaps water on its wings these demon wipers begin to wail. So, being in Toronto, I decided to buy new wipers from Canadian Tire which I boasted to everyone would have exactly what I needed. I looked up the wiper model from the catalogue for my car and even stood in line for the part representative to tell me I picked the right ones. Satisfied I went home to put them on. After deciphering from the graphics that there were 3 kinds of wiper brackets and trying for an hour, I am convinced my prissy German car has a 4th kind not covered by the 3 brackets. I subsequently proved this after the wiper bracket broke in half on my test run. I asked the part dealer why this would happen and he indicated that the part was certified for my car but that didn't mean it would fit.
I am kind of at the stream where three forks combined and formed a raging rapid that is barreling down in one direction. I have no reason to, but my instinct says, do I have to be on this raft? I could pretty much get off now and well choose any other land adventure I want. I just don't want to meet the pygmies as I believe the last few years have fattened me up and made me tasty.
There are many cliches about how to deal with the decision making process. There is the "life is about the journey not the destination." cliche. Well that's good, since the ultimate destination is death. I also love the "oh stop strategizing about the future and live in the moment" philosophy. In order to live in the moment, you have to be somewhat stationary. I would like to those live-in-the-moment types smell a rose in a level-five turbulent rapid. Finally, there is the "take each day as it comes". Well that is like waiting for the pygmies to find you!
So how do you slow down life in order be able to sit and think about the future before it is already happening to you? I guess I just got a piece of good advice from Team:
"Do not switch around your life for constraints that do not exist." There is no real reason for me to get off the raft yet and I have time before the rapids subside. They way you slow things down is by waiting to gather information before you reactly drastically to drastic changes in your life.
* no offense to cannibal pygmy natives. Their adventure book might equally end in a village of a savage social society hungry to burn their way of life at the stake.
Grr... of the Day.
I have these incredibly noisy wipers that sound like a banshee on a bender. To make things worse - they are "rain-sensing" wipers. Every time a butterfly flaps water on its wings these demon wipers begin to wail. So, being in Toronto, I decided to buy new wipers from Canadian Tire which I boasted to everyone would have exactly what I needed. I looked up the wiper model from the catalogue for my car and even stood in line for the part representative to tell me I picked the right ones. Satisfied I went home to put them on. After deciphering from the graphics that there were 3 kinds of wiper brackets and trying for an hour, I am convinced my prissy German car has a 4th kind not covered by the 3 brackets. I subsequently proved this after the wiper bracket broke in half on my test run. I asked the part dealer why this would happen and he indicated that the part was certified for my car but that didn't mean it would fit.
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