Hello crazy people, the ones whom I love so dearly!
As mush as I hate starting a post with the word “I” (sounds so fucking ego, don’t you think?): I was just talking to a (literally) pretty new contact on Skype (yeah, you Ally). We were discussing for a few seconds those moments in life that you actually remember, just for a while. You know, not the ones you forget as soon as you wake up in your bed (on bathroom floor, which has happened—thanks to K for that memory which I’ll certainly remember that forever, dear).
No, we were talking about the shit you cherish, love and remember forever and ever. Even if you don’t know it it at the time, these moments are the ones you’ll remember. Sometimes for life, but at least for a few years. And why am I rambling about this now and here?
Well, because we—the techies, workaholics, alcoholics, narcotics, nut jobs, assholes and wonderfully lovely people—should perhaps open our eyes to these moments a little more. For once, I’ll be the first to admit it!
People have told me (a programmer, partner, entrepreneur and so much else you wouldn’t even believe) my whole life—the life I can remember—that I work too much. I should get out more. Get some more sun in your face, Daniel! I either didn’t understand what they meant or just bluntly ignored the ass out of them, I’m not entirely sure, but I sure as hell didn’t listen because I tend to listen mostly to myself.
I’m sure you’ve been there too, I’m all too sure. So let’s think a little about it. Not that bullshit about “getting out more”. Let’s think about the moments. The very tiny, rare, beautiful and crazy moments that you either loved or hated (which one doesn’t matter). Let’s just think about it for, let’s say, two minutes, starting now!
Because I know there are a lot of people like my old self (well, two week old self but who cares about time anyway) out there, that don’t give a good god damn about these moments, and think that work, technology, programming, designing, or whatever, is the shit; it’s the best thing in the world. And hell yeah it is, it fucking is—for people like us, that’s the shit!
But don’t forget the moments. Think back, and try to remember them, because they’re valuable, so valuable they’re magical, heavenly things. And the best thing is, you can have them whenever you want, really. It’s up to you whether you want to live your life or die your life, if you get me and what I’m saying.
Bottom line—what I’m trying to say is—we live too little. Most of us. Most of us don’t live at all, and it’s sad.
Actually, believe it or not, this really is a technical post, and it’s damn well work-related, because I’m pointing my finger at you. You, right there, behind your desk, monitor, in your comfy chair that you use about 10 hours a day. Are you living your life right now like you lived your life in those magical moments?
Didn’t think so. Why not? We’ll it doesn’t matter. I just implore you, go do so. Not next week, not tomorrow, not next minute, but now.
Because, again, why not? I know you can come up with a million excuses at least, but trust my guts and ignore those excuses. They’re just messing with you. They’re outta get you and I say fuck them.
Go live—take your life into production environment. Hit the big red button.
(Coffee is another, less lethal, alternative by the way.)