"We don't need to figure out a goal when we are in our 20s and then move toward that goal. We can constantly gather information, ask questions, and readjust our goals. Our lives should run as lean as our startups do, which is to say, aiming to get rid of the baggage from goals we once thought might work but now clearly will not
Next, we should stop investing in our lives as if they are set in stone. The less stuff we have, the lower our monthly costs are, the more flexible we can be to respond to new information about what really works for each of us, in our own lives."
Penelope Trunk
This woman makes me uneasy. She's one of those writers that always feels like she's got something terrible and feverish bubbling beneath the surface of each word she publishes... like she's in danger, but of herself. It makes me feel like she makes the world we share a little less secure. Not saying that's right, but it is my subconscious reaction. Yet, I can't truly allow myself to judge her. For what? We're all incredibly complex and we all have thoughts (palatable or not) that are worth consideration. So anyhow, in attempt to stay connected to the interests of a certain party, I check her out from time to time. The exerpt above really grabbed me today and I liked that she became more recognizable though these words.
ViridianSun
Expecting great things
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Tuesday, January 03, 2012
Friday, December 30, 2011
out of touch
with myself.
I can't find my own levers, and it scares me at times.
the problem (a problem) is that my joys are too many.
too small. too ill-defined and unpredictable.
I want to be more predictable.
but, predictable is the round hole that I am everything but...
amorphous. that's me. I fight it to paralysis and binging escapades.
but, it's me.
how do I make amorphous productive?
I know it must be useful.
perhaps Charles Xavier is still on his way with Hugh and Halle to help me discover my true worth...the talents hidden within my particular mutation.
I can't find my own levers, and it scares me at times.
the problem (a problem) is that my joys are too many.
too small. too ill-defined and unpredictable.
I want to be more predictable.
but, predictable is the round hole that I am everything but...
amorphous. that's me. I fight it to paralysis and binging escapades.
but, it's me.
how do I make amorphous productive?
I know it must be useful.
perhaps Charles Xavier is still on his way with Hugh and Halle to help me discover my true worth...the talents hidden within my particular mutation.
Definitely looking forward to finally getting suited up and going after my target.
I fantasize about that allusive fixation.
It's by far my greatest fantasy.
I fantasize about that allusive fixation.
It's by far my greatest fantasy.
Monday, December 12, 2011
Thursday, December 08, 2011
Sunday, December 04, 2011
Wednesday, November 02, 2011
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