The older you get, the harder it is to keep holding on to your dreams.
Reality has a harsh and very effective way of beating you into submission, trying to force you to accept the limits of today as the limits for your tomorrow.
And speaking of tomorrow, it’s the day I intended to fly back home, bringing an end to these 4 years.
But somehow that freak neck injury 3 weeks ago changed my plans and there is still one last decathlon to go.
Being still uncertain about what to do next, I did a dreamlining exercise as mentioned in the amazing book ‘4 hour work week’ by Timothy Ferriss (highly recommended book for everyone).
Basically you ask yourself what exactly you want to be, have and be doing in 6 – 12 months time, and then you work your way backwards on how to achieve it.
I realised that I still do have very big dreams, but somehow I find myself a little more hesitant now. Perhaps the experience of failure has wisen me up to the the very real possibility of not achieving what you set out to do.
Do I dare to once again make big plans for the next 5 years of my life and pursue it as naively as I did 5 years ago?
I don’t think I can, I’m a very different person now.
But I do think I can pursue it a whole lot wiser and more focused than I did 5 years ago.
It’s almost like, yeah you got me there life, but you know what? Let’s go on and play the second round.
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts. – Winston Churchill
I think life is a series of figuring it out.
You never do quite get to a static point where you find ‘the’ answer, but all you can do is to keep going forwards and keep figuring it out as you go along.
So, keep going, and keep figuring it out.
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