Trying things for joy
Morning Stories: thinking, doing, time off
Good morning,
how are you?
I’m off work till the end of next week and I’ve been spending my days on the sofa mostly, with Alice on my lap or by my side, reading. Or getting frustrated with myself for not reading, but doing some weird stuff on my phone. I can’t even tell you what I was wasting my time on. Scrolling bookshop websites? Sometimes Substack Notes. And some other things, but nothing really worth naming. I’ve been off Instagram for three weeks now (to avoid scrolling and to read more, ha!) and I have to tell you that being off it is harder than quitting smoking. I don’t really know why and I don’t think that I want to know.
My head is full of thoughts about life and how I want to proceed after my time off. There’s just one big thought that keeps coming back every day. I want to try things, I want more doing than thinking in my life.
Oh yes, I’m a thinker and it’s not good.
Thinking always leads to not doing, because in this process I can convince myself that it doesn’t make sense or that I can’t do it. But I want to be this person who tries, who does something just because she wants to, because there may be some joy in it. And if it turns out not to be something for me? Well, I can always move to the next thing. No harm done, at least I’ve tried.
There could be disappointments on the way. There could possibly be some crying, too. The thing is, I don’t want to look back at my life at some point and ask myself why I haven’t even tried.
