Last night, I went to sleep with an interesting thought on my mind.
For a brief moment, I could feel that I had too many goals and dreams – learning how to draw, learning to play the guitar and the piano, learning to speak Spanish and Japanese, shaping my abs.
That was holding me back. And what’s worse, it was keeping me stuck in the mediocrity zone with each of them.
So I decided I’d give something new a try – either I go “all in” to get them, or I forget them.
This immediately felt like taking a deep breath. It gave me permission to give up on some of the dreams I no longer needed, like learning how to flirt.
As small as that sounds, it felt liberating. For the first time in my life, I was now OK to never learn how not to be awkward around women.
And out of the few goals or dreams I choose to devote to, I’d still have to prioritize. I can’t be “all in” at too many things at once. This would in turn allow me to go deeper, still.
It’s funny how most of our freedom is actually freedom from certain thoughts of ours.