Fuck This, I Don’t Have Time – The Worst True Excuse I’ve Managed

“I dont’ have time for this shit!”

That’s it. The worst excuse I’ve managed for the last 20 years since I left schooling behind. The worst part, it remains a primary excuse for me. There’s a lot that I want to do and a lot to learn, and the excuse is just as strong as ever.

In this post I’m going to turn the excuse around and empower it to a more fulfilling end. First, however, there needs to be a bit of background. One of my primary methods of learning is through reading and online classes. If there is something that I want to know then I’ll find a couple books on the subject or go through an online course or two. There’s a significant flaw to this approach though. My reading speed, until recently, was horrendously low. I was lucky to eek out a little more than 100 words a minute and my regression (eyes shooting back up the page to reread) was out of control. For every 10 lines read I’d go back to reread 5 of them. Continue reading “Fuck This, I Don’t Have Time – The Worst True Excuse I’ve Managed”

The Present Moment

We are all forced to live in the present moment. Though for most it seems an irregularity and to some a conscious choice. It doesn’t matter what happened 17 years ago, 17 months ago, or even 17 seconds ago. We all live in the present moment. Does that mean that the past doesn’t matter? Of course not. The past happened, even though at the time it was the present moment. I try not to regret any of the countless moments from my past. Consciously I know it’ll do me no good. So for now I continue to live in the present moment and cherish the memories of past moments and thank all those who took part in them.

Why So Hungry?

Why so hungry?

If food is a means to power the body, then why should it be craved in excess? You get energy from food, but the energy is of different quality depending on the source. Others would argue that a calorie is a calorie, but that seems to demean the whole argument. There’s more to food and nutrition than the calorie.

Food should be enjoyed, but not so much that enjoyment is all there is. You enjoy your morning butter coffee and after the cup is gone, shall you drink another? The enjoyment is there, though your bowels will remind you later why it is such a bad idea. How about a glass of whiskey in the evening? You enjoy your whiskey on the rocks and the mild buzziness that follows. Shall you drink another? Again, the enjoyment is there, though your head (and likely your bowels) will remind you later why it is such a bad idea.

So why are you so hungry? The simple answer is, you’re not. There are deeper issues at play than being hungry. How many times have you reached for a morsel, a coffee, a donut, even fruit, and berries, when you’re not feeling the pangs of hunger? Too many times to count, too many times to remember. You’re not hungry, and you know you’re not. Again I ask: Why so hungry?

Hard Work & Distraction

Nothing relieves you from the burdens of hard work. There should be nothing but hard work. Think back to a time when work was light, or when you held down a part-time job when you were younger. The work was easy, and the boredom was heavy. I like to call these types of days “Workday-Lite”, all the pay with a fraction of the work. During these times you would sit idle and chat, or perhaps log into the latest social feed. Perhaps you would play a game on your phone or online. Distraction has become the cure for workday-lite.

The problem with this workday-lite mentality is that there is never really a light workday. Just because the main objective of your work is lacking, whether there is a lack of projects or even a scarcity of customers, doesn’t mean it’s a day to slack off and take it easy. There are always things to do, machines to fix or clean, systems to optimize, procedures to run through. A light day is a perfect time to improve.

Even the lightest workday should leave you feeling like you’ve won a great battle.

Stop, for They are Watching

Perhaps one of the most biting reminders I’ve set for my day is the reminder that They are watching. Who are They? The cloud of agents that surround my being and watch my every action. They consist of: My ancient Stoic mentors, modern day Stoics, and even members of my family held in high regard. Do I do myself justice through my actions? In any given action what would They say?

Why Stoicism

There was a recent episode in my life where I lost my emotional balance. Up to that point I had always tried to keep myself level. I would allow jabs at my character and my abilities to slide off or to deflect so that I wouldn’t have to deal with the emotional impact. That day I wasn’t successful.

From the emotional outburst, I took away one key reminder. I had allowed my practice of Stoicism to slip into the deepest recesses of my mind where it could no longer provide me with any balance. I had once again slipped into the sea of emotion that has caused me endless trouble in the past. I only wore the mask of the Stoic while ignoring the rising turmoil beneath.

I am not new to Stoicism. Having studied a number of entrepreneurs who espoused the benefits of Stoic practices I was naturally drawn to the philosophy. I must say, though, that my practice was and is somewhat fractured and runs in spurts. I’ve grabbed as many stoic manuals as I could find and didn’t really give much thought to the different angles of thought each author gives to the subject. At the end of each bout, I’d come away feeling superior to all others due to my Stoic practice, not realizing that I’d completely missed the point of all the information. From Epictetus and his manual and discourses to Marcus Aurelius and the Meditations, it was all up in my head floating around and being steadily forgotten. I’d practice mindfulness for a while until the flow of my day kept my mind busy on tasks. Thus each stint of Stoic research would ultimately end in a return to baseline behavior.

With that pathetic review of my past experiences with Stoicism out of the way I return to the title of this post. Why Stoicism? Despite my start and stop practice and my seeming inability to grasp the core ideas of Stoicism, it gives me peace. For the short time that I am able to live by the principles and attempt to better myself, I am at peace. It is harder to prod me into an emotional outburst, and I feel better able to handle the day-to-day flow of my life. The practice of mindfulness helps me see where I am being unreasonable and where I can improve. For a short time, I feel as though I am improving.

The Problem With My Introversion

I’ve gotten used to loneliness, and I hate it. I can appreciate being alone, in fact, it helps me recover at the end of the day. However, often times I find myself staying late at work so that I don’t have to return to the loneliness of my apartment. Introverts don’t lack the feeling of loneliness, though I truly wish I could turn it off.

So I guess I’ll be looking to relieve my loneliness in 2019, which means going way outside my comfort zone and actually doing things. This is coming from a review of my 2018 and realizing that I’ve spent a lot of it alone, even when I was dating.

Circling back to the title of this post, the problem with my introversion is that while I want to be left alone and have a tendency to ignore people, I really hate the feeling of being lonely. I know I’m not the only one with this issue, so maybe I should head out to find others like me.

Momentary Musings

Would I be happier if I got rid of half my shit? Maybe, there is something to be said about living a simpler, less cluttered, life. But why only half? If I truly wanted a less cluttered life wouldn’t it be better to get rid of the bulk of my shit? Do I really need the weight bench that set me back $80? What about all of the training equipment that is just lying around? I also have a bike that I never ride and it’s getting all rusty sitting outside my apartment. Would I be happier if I had fewer possessions? Maybe I would.

There is something that has been bothering me, apart from the crush of my worldly possessions. It is my tendency towards inaction. I live a very active life in my head, and all of my reading gives me plenty of ideas to play around with and explore. Unfortunately it stops short of triggering any action. It seems to be a pattern for me, and I’d like to break it. Should be easy enough for a raging introvert, right?

Dealing with Loss from the Perspective of Control

There is a lot written, too much, if you ask me, concerning how to deal with loss. There are arguments for crying, screaming, and letting your emotions run free. There are arguments for just letting it go. There are even arguments that reassure you that you’re still the special snowflake you are and that you still matter to the universe. For all the reassurances, practices, and silliness surrounding loss, you can’t get around a single glaring fact. It sucks.

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Looking Back as a Sore Winner

Recently I went for a walk/jog along a local bike trail. The idea, initially, was to eat a healthy breakfast that was fresh from the grocery store, then trek out to the neighboring town to grab a cup of coffee at the local Starbucks. I had taken the path before, and new how long it was, and yet I still failed to account for a number of factors. Unfortunately, hindsight is not always 20-20. My idea turned into a brutal 4 hour long 14-mile roundtrip. My legs weren’t prepared for the work, and 24 hours later my ankles are still swollen.

While self-control, determination (grit), and the willingness to tough it out are all admirable qualities, a little self-knowledge would have served me better before starting the trip. Perhaps some of you know the inscription engraved on the above the entrance to the oracle at Delphi, “Know Thyself”. It is both a warning and a reminder. Without self-knowledge, without knowing ourselves we can quickly find danger on all sides. Hmm… but what does this really mean? For me, I like the approach Sun Tzu took:

“If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.”

In my case I knew the terrain and the distance, and while lacking a definitive enemy I lacked knowledge of myself and capacity. That lack of knowledge resulted in a painful trip back and now two days to recover. Perhaps I should use this recovery time for a little introspection and get to know myself a bit better.