I’m bad at trusting my gut, but I’m trying to get better. When your gut tells you it’s all too familiar, you’ve seen it before and you know how it’s going to turn out, well. That’s a message from the supercharged pattern matching subconscious part of your brain, and that’s always worth listening to. It’s a gift. Ignoring it would be a shame.
I forgot to do laundry today and I’m angry at myself. Can you imagine that? What a bizzarre way to feel.
I believe in objective truth. But I believe even more that the truth is more or less unknowable. And even more than that I believe that the truth is unfeelable.
I was watching a show where a man and woman were having an argument. The woman was trying to explain that something which had happened was not a big deal.
The Olympics, the World Series, the Stanley Cup, the Superbowl, the World Cup. People train their whole lives for the chance to compete. A lifetime of physical and mental exertion and it all comes down to one day - to a few minutes. You wake up and know that by breakfast tomorrow it will all be over. Today is subtly different from all the days that have come before.
Anything that’s worth failing at is worth just one more try.
Sometimes it’s a writeoff, and the best thing to do is just to start over.
If it were always easy, life would be boring. No struggle means no change, and no change will make you unhappy.
Sometimes patience is the name of the game.
One compelling option for making the best of a bad situation is to shake things up by doing something that probably won’t work - or at least something you wouldn’t normally do. You’ll probably learn something, and really, how much worse could things realistically get?