Walked into bux today and made brief eye contact with a cute azn girl. Bought my coffee and went to get a lid. The same girl walks up beside me and sort of plays the napkins as if she's just creating an excuse to be there. We make eye contact again. I was intelligent enough to recognize the opportunity, but in moments like that my instincts are bad. I turned away and walked out. I knew almost immediately that I fucked up.
The situation made me conscious of how noticeable I was today, even though I didn't feel like I stood out that much. I walked into a different store and tried on a jacket. As I was taking it off, this middle aged man approached me and asked if I worked there. My attire, and demeanour for that matter, did not suggest in the least that I worked at this place. I told him no and as his wife walked by she said sorry and told me that I have a strong presence. Again, didn't feel like I did.
After a period of feeling low and unmotivated and unaccomplished—and disliking those feelings, I have had a bit of a renaissance lately. I've been pushing myself to have a positive, empowering attitude, and I have channeled this through productivity. One thing that I read recently that stuck with me is, "You have time for everything. You just don't spend it wisely." It's actually disgusting to think about how much I let what I 'feel' like doing govern my actions, or lack thereof. I'm making a conscious effort now to get the most out of my time.
The big picture here is this. My instincts, in key areas of my life, suck. It's basically that episode of Seinfeld where George arrives at the same conclusion. And if I'm not happy with how my life is going, then I need to do things differently. It's the only way to get new results.
The situation made me conscious of how noticeable I was today, even though I didn't feel like I stood out that much. I walked into a different store and tried on a jacket. As I was taking it off, this middle aged man approached me and asked if I worked there. My attire, and demeanour for that matter, did not suggest in the least that I worked at this place. I told him no and as his wife walked by she said sorry and told me that I have a strong presence. Again, didn't feel like I did.
After a period of feeling low and unmotivated and unaccomplished—and disliking those feelings, I have had a bit of a renaissance lately. I've been pushing myself to have a positive, empowering attitude, and I have channeled this through productivity. One thing that I read recently that stuck with me is, "You have time for everything. You just don't spend it wisely." It's actually disgusting to think about how much I let what I 'feel' like doing govern my actions, or lack thereof. I'm making a conscious effort now to get the most out of my time.
The big picture here is this. My instincts, in key areas of my life, suck. It's basically that episode of Seinfeld where George arrives at the same conclusion. And if I'm not happy with how my life is going, then I need to do things differently. It's the only way to get new results.
Under heaven all can see beauty as beauty only because there is ugliness.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
