Number 1 Number 2 I don�t normally feel like I�m in a position to judge other people�s decisions. Sometimes, though, someone will tell me about a decision that not only sounds like a terrible decision, but I�ll get an inkling of the outcome that is so clear it that feels like borderline clairvoyance. When that happens, I get too invested in trying to change the outcome. I�ve since realized that a person�s karma is way stronger than any advice I can give. It�s akin to me trying to move the position of the ocean with a bucket and a can-do attitude. This time, I merely warned him of the potential empty sales promise, wished him luck, and sent him on his way. I think I may be growing. Similarly, if I�m ever in a position where I feel like I can help someone, I don�t merely want to help. It�s much worse. I�ll feel a compulsion to help. It�s a special kind of OCD; Helper�s Disease. Fortunately for the rest of the world, I�m usually too wacked out with my own problems to offer anything useful, and I�m aware of this. With me feeling all smiley this morning, I was all over my friend�s broken heart. I�m like a funeral director for dead hopes and dreams. While he spilled his guts, I silently planned out a nurturing friend-supportive weekend. I couldn�t pass it by Adam because he gave me explicit instructions to leave him alone until 5PM, the time that he intends to submit a paper. So, I waited, and then found out that a matchmaker beat me to it. It�ll take some doing before I can sit back and be content with letting other people take care of themselves, but I think I�ll get there. Number 3 Number 4 |
Friday, Feb. 24, 2012 at 4:05 PM |