As mentioned a post or two ago, I’m getting older. And as I do so my mindset shifts from “there’s nothing I can’t do” to “dear God, I’m sick and tired of trying to do it all myself.” as a person ages and skills come and go with life’s challenges, you start to see how really finite you are. And skills become less about accruing than they do more about efficiency and efficacy. There’s a trade off for every choice. Pick your battles. Is this so and so something I want to waste time on? Will my return on investment be worth this project. Can I afford this horseshit?

To those who have learned this lesson or are in the process. Good for you. I envy your awareness. For those of you in the process, isn’t it a rigorous and uncertain thing? I guess that’s life and it keeps things interesting. Even so, yeesh!

So where am I? I’m a big believer in fundamentals and thus is what I’m practicing now. The basics. Eat right, exercise, sleep well, even meditate. And I’m proud to say I’m not doing too shabby. There’s always room for improvement. Proud I’m doing it though.

Arts and writing. They’re lower on the list even if they are of high importance to me. There is this damned job thing that takes a lot of time. There’s a damn school one too. I walk this strange line of wanting it all but in just the right amounts. Supposedly a wise man once said, “You can’t always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, well, you might find
you get what you need.”