I’m a little upset that belly shirts are back in style. And not even the loose ones that look like your shirt is missing the bottom half, but the tight ones that no one looks attractive in. Unless you’re rock-solid, you’re going to have an additional muffin top. And if you aren’t ripped, odds are you already have a regular muffin top so now you have two; you have a double-topped muffin. While a literal double-topped muffin sounds delicious, it’s extremely unattractive on anyone.
Change is strange. Things go in and out of style, ideologies develop and evolve. There is always something familiar about change; it can always be tied to something that’s happened previously. But, it always leaves a feeling of newness that is scary for some and exciting for others.
I’ve caught myself wanting change already. I’m trying to mold it into a desire for progression instead, but it’s difficult. Change is easier. When I change something, I get a clean slate. I get rid of whatever I’m unsatisfied with and replace it with something else. Progression requires commitment and investment. I have to take the bad with the good and build on them. The end result will be more stable, but the process is emotional and tedious; I don’t have much patience for either.
I think I’m worried that if I invest in something, I might miss the opportunity to invest in something better. I love the idea of doing something I’m passionate about, but I can’t afford to travel the world playing music and telling people they’re important. So I bounce from one opportunity to the next, trying to find something worth committing my passion to.
How ridiculous is that? What a waste of life. Maybe I’d be a little more excited about what I’m doing if I made a point to invest in the people surrounding me rather than the things or the positions or the opportunities. I’ve been walking into the same building of more than 100 employees every day for nearly six months and I barely know any of them. I’ve been serving the same group of homeless people dinner every Thursday and can’t remember most of their names from week to week.
I have every opportunity to connect to my passions every day and instead I choose laziness. I choose change over progression, moving from one idea to the next. I need to build on the relationships and opportunities that are right in front of me. I guess if I ever want to accomplish passion, I’d better ditch the double-topped muffin and get a real shirt.