when i was a kid, i wanted to be a history professor. no but seriously, my highest goal in life was to teach college kids about stuff they (probably) didn’t care about.
about an hour ago i wrapped up my fourth meeting of the day. it had very little, nothing, to do with history.
we make plans. we want to control it all so that we can arrive in the desired spot.
but tonight it hit me while i was doing work “12 year old me” never would’ve asked for, wanted, or thought i would be good at… that i wouldn’t want today to be any other way.
my point through all of this is i just want to focus on being excellent at what is in front of me (because it matters more than i know) and let what happens in 10 years worry about itself. my ego sometimes tries to convince me i can control it all - but i know better. and because i know better, all i want to do is be helpful.