Can I give you some advice? It is perhaps one of the greatest bullshit rhetorical questions there is. When someone asks you that question, their advice is going to follow. Taking away the line used by movie villains in their first on-screen meeting with the protagonist, the advice you give or get when it comes to matters you consider vital to the head and the heart is minuscule. In fact, it is damn near irrelevant.
It’s a classic scenario. Stranded on a desert island somewhere in the tropics. Just you alone with your thoughts. It is often used as an example to determine your preferences; people will ask, for example, if you could only bring one book/cd/supermodel to the island which would it be. Those hypothetical situations are not what I think of when someone mentions a desert island. When it is mentioned I tend to think more in the realistic scenario of getting stranded on an island by myself without immediate hope of rescue. While on certain days I would welcome the chance to escape this white collar drudgery and on others I would love to put my Crusoe-esque skills to the test (if I have any) there is one glaring detail that I cannot get over. It prevents me from ever wanting to be marooned on the aforementioned island or archipelago.
The fall leaves wear frowns
Burned orange, dry gold and brown
Winds betray vibrance
A humorous take on this latest venture of mine from just about my favorite show ever.
I am not the sharpest piece of cutlery in the drawer, yet I am not the dullest piece of iron in the scrap heap. What the horrid analogy in the opening sentence of this blog is attempting to allude to is that people often tell me I think or dwell on aspects of life too much. It is a self-realization I have had since I was a young person and it does not necessarily mean I am a person of higher intelligence. You can play basketball every day of your life (warning: all my writing will contain analogies this vague) but not be really that good at it. Sure you will develop a certain comfort level with handling the ball, shooting, etc., but your natural ability and talent takes you as far as you will go. So while I often will ponder, ruminate and even sometimes marinate far too long on the workings of the universe it doesn’t mean I have attained a higher level of metaphysical understanding. In truth, I’m probably more lost than I was when I started out.