March 20, 2006
Fearing Success and a Steady Boring Path
I loved my trip to Austin. My favorite parts were probably Bruce Sterling's speech, hanging out with Andy and Amy, and morning walks near the river. If I did a morning walk like that 3 times a week I think I would be at least twice as happy as I am.
I am back to the day to day grind and think one of the reasons I have not felt as good as I should, is that with the luck in market timing and resources I have been given, I have not felt like I created anything truly inspiring, original, or fundamentally market changing.
I have had some people tell me otherwise from a personal level, but I have so much more potential than what I do, and each day I don't really see myself getting closer to exploiting it. I have been chipping away doing the small boring predictable stuff. I get great customer feedback, but if you become used to getting it you can take it for granted and the excitement wears off. Then what?
In the last month I got offered to become a teacher at three different places, and one of the potential opportunities could have had me teaching masters level courses at a college. WTF is THAT for a kid that never went to school and only began learning what he is doing about 3 years ago?
Others would probably kill to be in that position, and I think that should qualify me to be happy, but for some reason (maybe I am just tired) I feel like I am just letting time pass me by. Any time I have taken a personality test I always fall under that dreamer category. While I still learn something most every day, I have not felt that I have been adequately challenging myself over the past year (physically, mentally, or socially). And frankly, I wouldn't even know where to start with being social. Maybe reading a book about it? hehehe
I have killed the sugar addiction and my weight is coming down (already lost 14 pounds in 2 months without lots of effort), so that is still fixable. But I guess I have just started to become somewhat successful and yet I fear that if I do not change something soon I will find that I am old and alone, and that I never found what I really wanted because I settled on the first thing that I was successful at.
I see other people do what I can tell they are truly inspired in (Bob Dylan, Tim Berners-Lee, Radiohead, Carl Sagan, The Pixies, Bruce Sterling, Danny Sullivan, Paul Van Dyk, Noam Chomsky, The Strokes) and wonder where my role is. How can I be both inspiring and truly inspired by what I do?
I think the social, physical, emotional, and mental isolation and boredom would be solved if I found what I really wanted to do. I just have to find it. What happens if it is not on the web? Will I find it? Or will I need to wait until everything is connected on the web?
Posted at March 20, 2006 2:37 AMHi Aaron,
I surfed in on the Sterling quote. Some reactions.
"More potential than what I do": Sandburg addresses that. We all wind up there. We grow. We molt.
The excitement wears off: Always. Enjoy it while it lasts. New ideas: ask customers?
Teaching might be something you enjoy. Only one way to know. It can be great or awful, depending on who you're working for. If you check something out, trust your feelings.
I'm a dreamer too. Thoreau quote: "Go ahead and build your dream castles. Then put foundations under them."
Times like these suck the joy out of things that would otherwise seem better.
"Radiohead, Pixies": Some people get flashy roles (and pay the price). Most of us get less recognized roles. How many people know who Bruce Sterling is? Who Freeman Dyson was? Carl Sandburg? If you know about Satie, or Schubert, they just kept plugging along doing what they did. Their 'role' came decades after their deaths. They did what they were best at.
I don't like to do the same thing for long. Life's a smorgasbord, I don't want to eat just peas alla time.
Finding what you really want to do: can be tough. Campbell's rule: follow your bliss. If you're enjoying nothing, it could be depression ... or just fatigue.
Sandburg got it. We're all in the same place. It's right there.