Alexander Selkirk (d. 1721) wanted badly to get away and he wanted to get rich. He didn’t want to die for nothing. Or at least die risking to achieve what he felt was his highest dream.
Not as gift-wrapped as Columbus’ dream, I might reiterate, but nevertheless the most precious dream he had. That man of 200 years past.
But how many like him are still here today.
I knew it would not be so easy, just go back to the office and come home with Big Strategy. And Big Results.
I knew it would be messy.
And yet I dared to think for some hours that it would be fixable, easily, just like that. That I would think about things then come up with Perfect Solution For All Time.
I guess I should be angry with myself for being so naive still, but I prefer to give myself a compliment for nurturing hope that things can be better.
Maybe that’s what I need every time I feel I’m stuck and getting nowhere and having no clue.
Maybe I just need to say: ‘I commit.’
The eternal makes you urgent.
Either I continue to do nothing and only look for a job and then wait until some unspecified future to start for real on my enterprise. Or I go through more red tape, add more work to my life and overall add exstra risk.
The latter sounds a lot like the life of an entrepreneur to me.