Might be turning 40, closing the Placemeter chapter, or the constant listening of Nick Cave’s latest album, Skeleton Tree, and its horrible side story, but I’ve been thinking a lot about how fast time is going and how many project do I have left until it’s time to move on permanently.
One of the great benefit of having a few years behind you is the much more precise sense of what you want and don’t want to do, live, experience etc. I’ve been head down for the past 4 years and I didn’t realize how much more I now know what I could get excited by vs. not. I tend to be pretty optimistic and can get enthusiastic about a project quickly. But this initial rush that, in the past, could have been long lasting, quickly now fades away for a clearer sense of why I would pick something over something else.
You make less mistakes, you know better how to steer the vehicle, what to look out for, what to avoid. What I’ve been working on over the last few weeks is to avoid having this fresh clarity comes in the way of taking risks and constantly challenge my initial assumptions about something.
The other key takeaway for me what how definitive I am that my next project, whether I start it or I join another company, has to transport me, exalt me.
Too few years left to spend them on things that get you unhappy. Objects are closer than they appear…