Forget the highway, take the scenic route.
That’s one way to think about how to live life.
Someone asked me today if I was a risk-taker. I wasn’t sure how to answer, exactly. This is how I thought about it afterwards.
Risk: Bite-sized vs. Huge-leap
Gearing up to start something new certainly means taking a risk.
There are tiny, bite-sized risks and then there are real radical risks.
Bite-size risk is like going to a new restaurant. Striking up conversation with a stranger. Reaching out to an old friend to see if you might still have something of interest to share with one another. Sure, you might be snubbed. Or hate it. Or wish you had done something easier, like take the more often-treaded road of routine.
Then there are bigger risks. A new relationship. A new job. A new country. Or huge decisions, like: Should I marry this person? Should we start a family together? Can I really chuck it all and follow my heart?
At the start you think the little risks are pretty satisfying. You try sushi for the first time. You go paragliding.
But there comes a point when you get older, right?, that you think: hey, is this all there is?
You go, “Wait a second! This is all kind of, well, boring. I want more!”
That’s when the bigger risk-taking kind of stuff begins to be something that you think about a little more. So why not start with the bigger things? Why wait around until you’re older to start doing what you want to do today?
Ramble
This is more of a ramble than a post, isn’t it? I guess I could have been more clear in my thesis when I set out to write this. I could have done an outline and made my points, and argued for something to make my conclusion underline that which I wanted to persuade.
But I didn’t.
I thought it would be more honest to take the scenic route.
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