This is going to sound weird. Sometimes it's good to struggle. It's character building. There are times that I feel it necessary to challenge my notion of OK. If I was married, perhaps my outlook would be different but it's not. Sure, actively looking to make your life more difficult and challenging sounds pretty masochistic but hear me out. So, when the opportunity arrises how often do we look for the change, when the current doesn't really require it. Is it silly or a higher personal search for something. I guess, if you're bored, you try stir things up?
Well, I don't know.
I guess, I've been thinking about moving again, and this has put me at cross roads and it's these questions that surface time and time again.
You, know after a while, loosing a bit and struggling sometimes is a game you want to risk playing(I sound like a gambler saying that), you do it because something inside you silently says, "hey, you could do this, learn from it " - sure it's risky but you gain from it if you succeed and if you don't succeed you should still see the failure as a gain - a learning experience. I guess its kinda an attitude you got to have, a way of thinking, thinking that you should do something and it's better than substituting nothing for something. After a while the quality of your experiences and,in fact, just the experiences or potential experiences are worth more than the easy lull of content satisfaction. After all - fortune favours the Brave and variety is the spice of life, no?
In a rather paradoxical way you have to be willing to say something, even if it's stupid, to learn what you've said is, in fact, not stupid. Learning, I guess, is the experience and fulfilling it is the satisfaction. Like for like substitution it might seem... If only everything was like a math sum(truth is that I think it isn't, despite what the thinkers say). We don't yield enough to he concept of unknown more than we try to define everything in mathematical equations - but this is another story altogether.
So, I guess, when you stop fearing failure, failure ceases to have that sting that stung you before...
Weird thought.
Listening to a Blues playlist. I like the blues, but I guess that's because I'm feeling sorta mellow.
I started to read The Idiot, on the tube this morning...it was an easy read! That's a bad joke. It was the kindle sample - didn't feel overly compelled to invest in the £5 to buy the whole book. I'm going to have to sample another book from my book list. I'm kinda feel like a non-fiction read but I'm also keen on an immersive story. Maybe I can get both...
I'm over writing this post - I'm going to bed.
Well, I don't know.
I guess, I've been thinking about moving again, and this has put me at cross roads and it's these questions that surface time and time again.
You, know after a while, loosing a bit and struggling sometimes is a game you want to risk playing(I sound like a gambler saying that), you do it because something inside you silently says, "hey, you could do this, learn from it " - sure it's risky but you gain from it if you succeed and if you don't succeed you should still see the failure as a gain - a learning experience. I guess its kinda an attitude you got to have, a way of thinking, thinking that you should do something and it's better than substituting nothing for something. After a while the quality of your experiences and,in fact, just the experiences or potential experiences are worth more than the easy lull of content satisfaction. After all - fortune favours the Brave and variety is the spice of life, no?
In a rather paradoxical way you have to be willing to say something, even if it's stupid, to learn what you've said is, in fact, not stupid. Learning, I guess, is the experience and fulfilling it is the satisfaction. Like for like substitution it might seem... If only everything was like a math sum(truth is that I think it isn't, despite what the thinkers say). We don't yield enough to he concept of unknown more than we try to define everything in mathematical equations - but this is another story altogether.
So, I guess, when you stop fearing failure, failure ceases to have that sting that stung you before...
Weird thought.
Listening to a Blues playlist. I like the blues, but I guess that's because I'm feeling sorta mellow.
I started to read The Idiot, on the tube this morning...it was an easy read! That's a bad joke. It was the kindle sample - didn't feel overly compelled to invest in the £5 to buy the whole book. I'm going to have to sample another book from my book list. I'm kinda feel like a non-fiction read but I'm also keen on an immersive story. Maybe I can get both...
I'm over writing this post - I'm going to bed.