As I sit here typing my twelfth entry for the Month of Writing, the sun has disappeared over the horizon, the remnants of its light slowly going away for the night. The weather is rather pleasant, pleasant enough I can sit out on my parent's deck with my laptop. I listen to the birds and insects of the neighborhood, as a cat sleeps nearby. Nothing much is going on, but I can't complain.
Far too often, I am like Luke Skywalker in The Empire Strikes Back. As Yoda might say, I am too often looking towards the future, rather than what I am doing in the present. Sure, I am not training to be a Jedi Knight, so craving a little adventure is acceptable. However, it is still a good lesson to keep in mind.
My generation is one defined by an intense desire for instant gratification. Seeing as we grew up on microwaved foods, can purchase and download music directly to our iPods, and can order everything from pizzas to pianos with a few clicks of some buttons, it isn't hard to see why. Even worse for me, I am probably more impatient than most.
It certainly doesn't help my efforts at self-improvement, or in trying to start a business. Both endeavors require patience and time for things to succeed. I get far too easily discouraged when things don't go right immediately, and this often tends to lead to failure. It isn't something I can really hope to eradicate from my being, only improve upon and deal with as I continue through life.
Taking the time to stop and enjoy some of the little things in life certainly helps. It can help you become more patient, and also put things into better perspective. Sure, the big events of your life are memorable, but the bulk of your life is made up by the little things. It may be a cliche, but it is still very true.
Coming Tomorrow*: I bitch about the little things, such as all the damn mosquito bites from typing blog posts outside at dusk.
* Not Really
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