The post-South by Southwest blues have set in as they do each year. It’s hard to exist in that caldron of excitement and energy for 11 days and not get caught up in it.
Now that I’m home, I need to re-orient myself. To place myself back in a physical reality, away from the fantastical.
A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances, but rather a person with a certain set of attitudes. – Hugh Downs
One piece of advice I routinely give is this: don’t out-think happiness.
We spend much of our lives beholden to expectations, convinced we can bend the nature of the world around the wants we have. I’ve found that , at least in my case, to be a futile effort.
I see it in others as well. In the students who sit in my office, near their breaking point, talking with me about their expectations of life. In the friends, kicked around by life, who have lost varying degrees of optimism and hope about the world.
It’s heart-breaking. It’s a story with only one ending, this race to reach our expectations and hunt for the picture we’ve created in our heads.
Expectations seem to be the true plague of humanity.
Everything is ok in the end. If it’s not ok, it’s not the end. – Unknown
I need timelines and benchmarks.