The miniature building blocks of a fulfilled life.
I am sitting at Hyderabad Airport, at The Coffee Bean, drinking what is perhaps the worst espresso I have ever had.
No, that is a terrible way to start. Much too negative. Already complaining, jeez Adam.
So I am sitting at the airport, drinking coffee, about to get on a flight to Goa to attend a Global Design Conference. I have to repeat this sentence to myself a couple of times.
Anyone who knows me, knows that I am somewhat of a pessimistic person. A curmudgeon, a complainer. I can find the negative aspects of almost anything which makes me funny to be around, in small doses. But as I repeat this sentence, “I am going to Goa to attend a Global Design Conference.” It occurs to me how many of my life dreams and goals have been fulfilled. Which is crazy, because in the shit storm that I am constantly bringing down upon myself I don’t think I have ever really truly recognized that.
So this is my cynical-free paragraph.
I am thirty three years old. I have had a fairly successful band, created amazing music, spent my twenties touring the country playing my songs. I have had two great loves both of whom taught me amazing things about people, art and myself and believed in me truly. I am surrounded by amazing intelligent people from all over the world, who are always thinking, creating and challenging, and most importantly, loving. I have my dream job designing and challenging and creating, surrounded by geniuses. I sometimes feel that my job is some strange symposium, which is exactly what I want out of life. I have met my goal of not only visiting but living in India, not just India but Goa, which I have yearned to visit my entire adolescent to adult life. I have the most amazing son in the world, who is wickedly smart and going to challenge me just as brutally as I challenged my own parents. He teaches me constantly.
I have a terrible habit of living too often in my head and taking for granted the beautiful and amazing things that happen around me everyday. If there is anything that I need to learn while living in India, it is to let that go.
I was talking to a friend yesterday about Happiness and how happiness is not a longstanding emotion. But contentment is, and despite my own objections, I have accomplished that.
