Found out we might have to knock down the house I thought would be my first house. I need to stop getting my hopes up.
A man addicted to ideas need be intervened with starvation. A man addicted to truths need be fed.
I am reading Matthew McConaughey’s book “Green Lights” and this little witticisms struck me. He has a lot of little pieces of wisdom, some I found profound, some meandering.
I feel like when I have too many choices things never end up exactly how I want them. I am addicted to ideas. In my career, in my search for a home, in my plan for adult life. I think I need “starvation”. Limited options, boundaries for what I want to do in life. I find the most satisfying projects sometimes are those which you have little to work with. I don’t know how to self impose these boundaries though.
If I could choose anything to do for the rest of my life and anywhere to live, I’m certain that no matter what I chose, eventually I’d wish I’d chose something else.