The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.— George Bernard Shaw
I can’t tell the difference between laziness and lack of engagement. Am I disengaged because I’m lazy? Or lazy because I’m disengaged?
After struggling for so many years in a job that was by many measures, “good,” but in which I couldn’t muster the energy to care about it, I’ve had this great year where almost every day I’m happy to go in and work.
Right now I have two projects, one that I like, and one that I don’t. It’s really bothering me that I can’t generate the ambition to work more on the “bad” one. Is it me? What’s wrong with me? I’m reminded of all the times I refused to put in an effort, and was unhappy with myself over this stubborn resistance.
I can’t expect everything to be peaches and cream. The world can’t or won’t tailor itself to my liking, but… Really. Must I continue working to accommodate myself to the world? Me being a reasonable man and all.
Or at least able to simulate one, when necessary? Maybe?