There’s just too much I want to do.
As I get older, and my job and my personal life seem to get more serious, I feel like I’m constantly behind.
Throw in some hobbies, a side-hustle or two, and a writing practice, and I feel like I’m constantly coming up short.
I’ve often heard that life is about sacrifices. To do anything well requires focus.
I think I have a form of anxiety related to FOMO – Fear of Missing Out.
There’s so much I want to do and be good at – salsa dancing, jiujitsu, chess, building a game-changing deep technology startup that helps clean up the planet, Spanish.
Travel the world, father some children, spend time with the friends and family that I love being around. Go to concerts and dance parties. Oh and I still need to do errands, go to the doctor, clear up that issue with customer service, make food and coffee and clean up and shower and laundry.
What can I cut out? What is #1? Some of the most successful people seem to have made their business their one and only – everything else is secondary. Seems miserable.
Warren Buffet says to pick something like 25 things you’d like to do and then circle the top 5 and forget everything else. Let’s try:
- My partner
- Friends/Family
- Health? Seems important
- Work
- Spending time in nature?
Pretty hard to do.
I guess there is no answer here. It’s just one of those things that’s frustrating and beautiful about life. There is so much good shit out there.
Makes me think of Steve Jobs’ messy desk. It just kept piling on and I’m quite sure he had a lot going on. But he made some pretty cool shit. And he did believe in focus and saying no to the 100 other good ideas that are out there.
I just need to be okay with the proverbial messy desk. And keep a few good priorities. The rest will happen or it won’t.
Fuck social media.