Around 3 AM last night, I finally finished reading The Art of Non-Conformity by Chris Guillebeau. It's a really cool book that appealed to me from beginning to end. It made me ask questions about what I really want (what I really, really want) out of life and how I really want to live my life.
Most of us go through life in a manner that Chris would describe as "sleepwalking." I've been sleepwalking for years and even now on certain days, I feel like more zombie than human. And this is despite living a rather unconventional life without the usual soul-crushing trappings. And yet I still let those moments of self-confusion seep in because, well, I'm only human with perfect frailties that surface at imperfect moments.
I don't know. Maybe I'm extra contemplative and introspective recently because of an impending birthday (Saturday!). I'm not the type to dwell miserably over getting old; as it's been pointed out many times before, the alternative to growing older is not very desirable. Clarity comes and goes and you can't sustain it for a long time, so I embrace the hazy fogs that roll in every now and then. I mean, there's a reason why I live in San Francisco, right? Gotta love the fog.
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