One recent spring evening as I was about to fall asleep, I wrote down in a moment of frustration:
“Pretty much every day I wonder when I’m going to start doing something I enjoy. Then I continue my day doing things that make me miserable. At some point I’ll realize the only thing stopping me is me.”
At some point I’ll realize the only thing stopping me is me. I re-read that the next morning when I woke up. I read it before I left for work, before the world was awake. I read it before the day defeated me as it tends to do anymore.
At some point I’ll realize the only thing stopping me is me. It kept resonating with me throughout the day, the next day too, and the one after that.
So then, what are you gonna do about it?
I’m not really sure yet. I know I need to do something. Well really, I need to do a lot of things but I will try to start with one at a time.
Yesterday evening I made a last minute decision to go to concert in town. I walked up to the box office, scored second row seats in the loge. That didn’t make me miserable. It set off a small spark in me. It was one small step for Adam.
Maybe I’m also starting a change by just putting this out there. After reading Crazy Talk: The Do-What-You-Love Guide, I felt compelled to post something.
I’d like to think that my constant state of frustration will motivate me to continue to take the steps needed to create an amazing life. I think I need to focus on creating a way to earn a living doing something I love. I have a few ideas. I just need to figure out how to execute on them. At some point I’ll realize the only thing stopping me is me.