As all humans are wont to do, I worry. I think about my past, what I could have done better, what I would have done had I known what doing would do; what I was going to do, had I done something else. All of these past perfects won’t make for a perfect past. I realize now that I am perfectly imperfect. And that’s pretty good.
Reading this, you probably have gmail, facebook or twitter open in another tab. Social Networks are Good Things, especially if you live 11 hours ahead of your friends and family. They allow us to preserve a sense of community, and indeed, continuity within our social lives. But, as with all social interactions, they invite comparison.
I went to journalism school. Print. At the time I was in love with words and what they can do for the world. While this still hods true, my beloved papyrus is going the way of the dodo. So, there’s a scramble to catch the next wave, the grand reboot. I see my peers go to New York to chase their dreams. I harbor envy — “I should be doing that!” I say. But oh, such error.
A particularly sharp piece of National Public Radio is lodged in my cranium, regarding the science of happiness. Therein, a monk gives this chewy soundbite:
“Chase success, and you will be unhappy; chase fulfillment, and you will be happy.”
The reason I went to Prague, and now to Seoul, is to chase my fulfillment. To find my most true self. And I should not see opportunities lost when viewing others’ actions — I want to rejoice in their successes, not feel jealous of them. Who I wish to be is within myself. I am to be present with me.
And the same goes for you.
























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