Week #27: Hijacking
Updated: Sep 20
On Monday I bought a plane ticket to New York.
As soon as I did, my calendar at work got bombarded with meeting requests for the two days I’ll be away. That’s why I bought it on a whim. Internalized pressure would’ve kept me from going on the trip had a waited a day longer.
I had to hijack myself.
Last weekend I almost missed out on being in the same room as one of my favorite guitar players during a film shoot. “I’m busy” I kept repeating. But I went and heard epic stories and deep insights from an artist I respect.
Busy doing what if not living?
“It is more suited to your past life, as well as to your present age, to produce the balance-sheet of your own life than that of the grain market.” - Seneca, On the Shortness of Life.
Here's my week:
Writing: 4 hr
Music: 7.5 hr
