This week, I realized that I always park my car ridiculously close to the right--considerately leaving passengers on the left lots of room to exit the vehicle, but forcing myself to squeeze out of a tiny crack. Now I don't report this to brag about my flexibility or to make you want to ride in my car, but rather as an attempt to illustrate how I'm living my life these days.
Truth is, I make my life harder than it needs to be, and it has to stop if I don't want to become a white-hair shriveled up prune. It's good that I recognize the problem, but the next step is, how?
I was bombarding one of my friends (again) today with another one of my self-revelation rants and he said that when he's in times of stress, what he does is he tries to beat the system. Beat the system. I wonder if that's how all these inventions and breakthroughs happen--stressed out people trying to make their own lives easier, and coming up with things like electricity and backscratchers. Makes sense, doesn't it? So okay, beat the system. Make things go according to my terms the way I want them. Beat the system.
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