Sunday, July 25, 2010

To Youth in Transition

"There's no limit to what you can know if you stop talking and thinking about it." Some Zen guy said something close to this.

The weight I put on myself in deciding whether or not to change my major from drama education to writing!  I fasted, prayed, reflected ad nausea, bothered all my friends and family with my crisis.


Here are a few things I wish I was told or was told but didn't listen.

What do you enjoy doing most in your free time, enjoy reading about most?  Can you get paid for it or can you work a job that will allow you to do it in your free time regardless of whether or not you get paid?

If you like to do many things, pick 3 and focus your energy on them for a year to see what happens.  A year is a very short time.

College is better than high school for diversions and late nights and stupidity and education and vacation and pretentious conversations on art, philosophy, politics.

In the real world, you are your own merit system.  Moms help, though.

All those overly romantic journal entries and conversations about love and life are healthy.  Keep 'em up till you die.

Read poetry.

Dead Poets' Society is a good movie, but don't kill yourself.


Ripped this off a site that ripped it off from somewhere else.

You will fail, and you'll learn more from it than success.

Laugh at yourself.  Women have been saying it for centuries: a sense of humor is very attractive.

When you know you're brilliant, remember everyone shits in relatively the same manner.

Pay your bills on time.

Your list of those to drunk dial should be very short.

Family and friends matter more than anything else.  If you're lucky you'll get an almost equal number of face slaps and pats on the back.

Turn off the music and TV, and do the dishes.

8 comments:

  1. All great advice! Good to hear at any age.

    And boo to tripod for not letting your image stay!

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  2. The problem with most of my endeavors is that they don't make much money, but still doing what you love pays in its own way.

    Thanks for reminding me to do the dishes.

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  3. Here here, Dani. That's why I've always aimed for a job that allowed me headspace to write. If poetry paid like Wall Street, I don't think it'd be a strugglin' art form.

    Doing the dishes without external stimuli is one of my favorite things to do. But don't tell the wife. :)

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  4. My defecation techniques are, in fact, quite brilliant.

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  5. Your techniques, Sundance, don't need public attention 'cause the myth, which is no myth, has already circled the globe more times than I'm able to count in one balls-to-the-wall recitation with breaks for water and inhalation till consciousness gives.

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  6. I'm saving this :D very useful advice! This is why you made a great teacher

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  7. Thanks, Polka. That's cool. WA for life.

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  8. Very cool. I like the pooping part!-love moll :P

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