Today Should Count

I’m counting down towards something I’m not particularly looking forward to (and it’s not related to writing). For the last few days I’ve been saying, “x days”, not counting the current day.

I picture optimism and pessimism as a spectrum, let’s call it emotional outlook. For the sake of a good analogy it’s a vertical line. Buried in the dark depths, is pessimism. Towards the top of the line, way up in the lofty sun-drenched heights, sits optimism. At the very top of the line is idealism. Depending your own emotional outlook is where you place realism.

In my detailed bio: the early years I recount how I was originally optimistic, but became pessimistic. Then, my patient and persistent wife, encouraged and cajoled my temperament back toward the optimistic end of the scale.

(Sidebar: As I write that sentence I consider the writing guideline of not adding too many adjectives. I’ve said my wife is (1) patient and (2) persistent. Both adjectives are relevant to the subject matter and therefore appropriate. But to not mention her beauty is to almost to deceive through omission, dear reader).

My point is this: today should count (especially if it’s less than 75% done). Make the most of every opportunity. Start that diet immediately, ring that friend, cross off that item on your list (after doing it).


What I wish for…

Within some scale of reason, what do you wish for? Something within the realm of possibility, even if unlikely…

If a genie suddenly appeared, after I’d overcome my immense shock, I’d ask to be an author who could live off my writing. I wouldn’t have to be fabulously wealthy; I’d even take a modest reduction in living standards if it meant being able to write for a living. The goal would be to get paid doing what I love, without having to take up residence in an old fridge box.

As I reflect on this desire I realize just how much it is a want and not a need. Just like my young nephew who “NEEDS a piece of cake” I realize how fortunate I truly am. I have no real needs – and really – only very luxurious wants.

I am already safe, I have no imminent fears of death or violence. I am over fed and in excellent health (on a world scale). I have a supportive family and friends. I have a good, safe workplace which provides income in excess of expenses. I can go home to a spacious house and enjoy many modern conveniences…

I don’t have everything I could possibly want, but it wouldn’t really be healthy to do so.

The truth is, I’m already living the dream.

It’s good to have goals and aspirations for the future, but let’s not forget how good we have it.