Recently, I caught up with a friend I don’t get to see often enough. Neither of us were in a Major Life Crisis, so we were doing that thing where we swap minor problems back and forth—everything from busyness to boredom to the various ways our ageing bodies are mysteriously misbehaving.
Today: some thoughts about life decisions.
But First: Let’s Talk About Fourier Transforms.
How to use the exact right amount of effort all the time.
It seems fairly clear to me is that there’s often a gap between “what we have” and “what we want”. If I were to accurately model this gap using Science(TM) and Art(TM) it’d look something like this:
Now that I’m (mostly) successfully managing my anxiety, everything should be great forever… right?! Well, no. Obviously life isn’t magically perfect. (Though of course “less anxiety” is a huge improvement!) This is fine. I never expected perfection. But something else I didn’t expect was that managing anxiety better could itself cause problems.
I’m fond of planning. I’m a Plan Fan, a man who can plan. I plan, er… Inner critic: Hello reader. If you don’t respect anyone who can’t think of more than three rhymes for “plan”, you might like to turn away now. Anyway. I like looking ahead, you might say. But if I get too…