When I pass huge empty spaces of parking lots, I get this idea that it would awesome to hang out there. The problem is that once you are actually there, it’s still only a parking lot. I’m not sure what my fascination of parking lots is but I feel this is a good analogy to most things in life. You anticipate something being awesome, and then when it’s actually happening, it’s not as good.
Take yesterday for instance, in my mind, doing nothing is all I ever want to do. I spent the entire day of yesterday doing nothing and it wasn’t anything. I watched a ton of the Wire, played some chess, and viewed some bball playoffs and I finished the day feeling like a worthless sack of shit. Yet when I think how great it is to do nothing, it’s all I want to do.
I think the moral to take out of this is to always be doing something because doing nothing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
“I’m not going to eat a bunch of drugs and sit around the desert and hope a name randomly pops into my head.”
“Well then I question your leadership.’