I'm sitting here, musing over this impatience theme again. Ironically enough, I am sitting here, thoughtfully writing about impatience. There is some acceptance of present moment steeped in that.
I caught myself thinking about a habit I've had, in the past, to push things off until...? Until when? Until I am ready? Will I ever be any more ready than now? I think yes. Perhaps if I prepared, there is a chance I would be more ready in the future. However, am I certain that the future will ever come?
Along with that however is the simple fact that I cannot possibly do everything at once. Picking and choosing come into place, as does what opportunity presents itself. What is the percentage here...10% me, 90% life. That is all I get, 10% to fall all over, the other 90% is left up to that big tumbling lottery wheel in the sky doling out scenarios. Putting it that way really brings things into perspective; that I am a small part of a much bigger laugh in. Does this mean that I should just eat that damn cookie? Or does it mean that I should just wear the damn dress, screw loosing the 5 pounds first? Does it mean I should eat the cookie while wearing the dress? Does it mean I should not eat the cookie and loose 5 pounds?
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