I have a new philosophy as of today. It’s called the philosophy of “It Should Be Fun”. I have an unpleasant habit of taking things very seriously; life has perplexed me ever since I can remember with its ludicrous multitude of choices, the endless chain of possibilities set in motion by each decision, the burden of knowing you can never go back, the unpredictable repercussions of the Butterfly Effect…in fact I sometimes wonder how anyone ever makes any decisions at all.
A little self-disclosure is necessary at this point; I am a terrible decision-maker. Just awful. I mean really, catastrophically bad. I like to blame this on the fact that my astrological sign is Libra, but unfortunately there exists no Libran-Trait eradicating drug so it’s really neither here nor there. I should note perhaps, that this only applies to decisions concerning myself – anything external is fine. This crippling indecision brings with it the inevitable expertise in procrastination, which may well be the least useful talent ever developed. It also means that I have often ended up doing nothing because I couldn’t decide between all the juicy options available (yes this does apply in restaurants as well). The aftermath of these defeats is marked by self-flagellation and regret, a bitter combination of justification, dejection and doom.
This failing has whittled away at my overwhelmed mind for too long, hence my resolve to lighten the load by finding an alternate method of reaching decisions. Because I am tired of taking things so seriously when in fact I’m perfectly aware that they’re not important at all, because procrastination is a criminal waste of my extremely precious time, and because my ability to weigh pros and cons is a completely pointless exercise as it never bloody helps me make up my mind anyway.
So I need a new way of deciding. A way which undercuts all that over-analyzing and pops out a solution from the gut. [My dear gut has a rather cruel tendency of leaving me completely in the lurch when I need him to speak up and offer his input – but perhaps he is merely alarmed at the hysterical jabbering of my mind? Who can know].
Enter the philosophy of “It Should Be Fun”. Now this is not to say that you should never do anything that makes you uncomfortable, that challenges you, that makes you squirm (for help with this, have a read of Julien Smith’s“The Flinch”). But it does mean that there should at least be some end-result fun, or some
twisted personally gratifying way in which you find it fun despite the uncomfortableness of the experience.
Because really, life’s too short. So from now on, I’m going to make decisions from my happy place. If I’m not feeling the happiness (or at least a tiny tingle of excitement/terror), I’ll be saying ‘no thanks’.
Yes, I will let you know how that works out for me :)