Shake it up
I’m one of those people who doesn’t embrace change. I’m never going to be a really good businessperson for that reason. I don’t feel excited when my boss says, “we’re on the verge of some really exciting things.” It worries me. What does that mean? Who is going to do what? What if it doesn’t work? These are the questions I immediately think of. As long as I can get some kind of answer, I’m okay. But it still worries me.
I always want everything to stay exactly how it is. And yet, of course nothing works that way.
I find myself continually expecting the worst when I hear that something is going to change. Dreading the pain and problems, worrying about what it means. The only good thing about this is that my anticipation about how bad things will be is usually exaggerated. It’s not usually as bad I as I expect it will be . . . or else I’m better at coping with what is than what I imagine will be.
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Since I’m not a big fan of changes, I’m not the most spontaneous person, either, but tonight I decided to go see Children of Men. Spur-of-the-moment, by myself, sliding into my seat as the last preview ended. And it was good. Engrossing and intense. Frightening and apocalyptic, but not completely hopeless.
The movie was set in 2027, and many of the main characters were in their 40s . . . kind of disconcerting to realize that’s how old I’ll be in 2027. Sort of a glimpse into the future . . . not a future I’d ever want to experience, of course. Lots of death and chaos. The kind of movie that when you walk outside after, you’re surprised to see that life is normal, that police aren’t roaming the streets with guns, that people are laughing and talking and safe.
If I think too hard, I worry about the future, about the apocalypse, about pandemics or killer asteroids. But I think, if that actually did come to pass, I’d find a way to deal with that, too. After all, once things fall apart, you don’t have to worry about that anymore . . . you just have to dig in and start dealing.
I always want everything to stay exactly how it is. And yet, of course nothing works that way.
I find myself continually expecting the worst when I hear that something is going to change. Dreading the pain and problems, worrying about what it means. The only good thing about this is that my anticipation about how bad things will be is usually exaggerated. It’s not usually as bad I as I expect it will be . . . or else I’m better at coping with what is than what I imagine will be.
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Since I’m not a big fan of changes, I’m not the most spontaneous person, either, but tonight I decided to go see Children of Men. Spur-of-the-moment, by myself, sliding into my seat as the last preview ended. And it was good. Engrossing and intense. Frightening and apocalyptic, but not completely hopeless.
The movie was set in 2027, and many of the main characters were in their 40s . . . kind of disconcerting to realize that’s how old I’ll be in 2027. Sort of a glimpse into the future . . . not a future I’d ever want to experience, of course. Lots of death and chaos. The kind of movie that when you walk outside after, you’re surprised to see that life is normal, that police aren’t roaming the streets with guns, that people are laughing and talking and safe.
If I think too hard, I worry about the future, about the apocalypse, about pandemics or killer asteroids. But I think, if that actually did come to pass, I’d find a way to deal with that, too. After all, once things fall apart, you don’t have to worry about that anymore . . . you just have to dig in and start dealing.
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posted by Melanie at 10:18 PM
