Think back to a time when you were really young… there were times, in a moment of discovery, playing in the woods, building a blanket fort, putting together a Lego. I remember the feeling of a very few of these moments in my life - once felt when rearranging my room as a kid, wiring up my first computer microphone… figuring out how it worked. It was the feeling of learning.
As we get older in this world, we leave these moments behind. Suddenly, we wish we were somewhere else - maybe we wish we were more attractive, more wealthy, that we could post more Instagram stories for our so called “friends” to see (or be envious of). This feeling haunts our very existence, driving us into jobs…debts…and situations we never thought we could be in.
I’m beginning to realize how important it is to protect that feeling I had in my room getting my midi controller to get sounds coming of out the reason software, having “wired” that shit digitally but with digital patch cables you physically had to drag into hardware on the “back” of the plug-in. It’s the willingness to try - having no fear of being wrong because you haven’t yet been right.
Maybe before we ask about what to do next, to get to the next phase of this “prescribed happiness,” maybe we should ask instead:
“Do I wish I were somewhere else?”
they want you to make all the decisions in your life based on a metric, but what would happen if one based it on this feeling?