About Exoneration and Perfection
Post 811:
There’s really no good way to deal with time. Ultimately, the story always ends in the same way: time runs out. I feel like I’m particularly bad at time-management, but is anybody that world-class?
You can’t be lazy. This one’s a sure thing. Or not. I know some successful people that seem extraordinarily lazy. In the final accounting, though, I doubt that many are lazy folks. I assume most people are doing what they have to do most of the time. But then there’s the other time. Can’t ignore that little nugget.
I took a class where the instructor told me that no matter what, I needed to find five minutes to write. I scoffed at the idea for two reasons.
One, I’m a natural scoffer. Two, give me a break. I’m a machine. And an artist. I live to punch the keys, bro. Try five hours.
That was a brief outline of my initial thoughts. Turns out, there’s a lot to the guy’s message of consistency and showing up.
I’ll say this. I’ve designed life where I have a limited amount of distractions. This is the way it has to be for me. I’m either in or out when I’m writing a story. This is not normal and shouldn’t be a requisite, but for me I’ve had to admit that I can’t have a “balanced” life and do my best work.
There are better people than me that can. I wish I was one of them.
But no. They had to give me the overthinker deal. The OCD deal. The achievement bug and the desire to do something artsy and stupid.
Really it’s too many deals.
But that’s my story. And like it or not, you’ve got to do your deal.
Trial and error is pretty much the only way to find your deal, and this also sucks. I don’t like the idea of trials or errors, personally. All I want out of my deal is automatic exoneration and endless perfection.
Maybe we should just go with that. Tell yourself the trials and errors are over. Spend some time with it then get back to me. I’m betting it’ll go perfect. You’ll be exonerated on all counts.
I’ll wait by the phone. Cheers and see you after.