Where wild minds come to rest
To leave the legacy... What will remain, when we're gone? Some "chosen" ones, like Jim Morrisson or Kurt Cobain still continue to influence the lives of others, but what would happen, if they decided not to try but to kept their music to themselves? And what about me? If I'm not so talented, is this the excuse?
Five years ago I learnt to make pivot tables. I came to the guys, who are preparing reports on daily basis and asked to show me, how to make it. The guy, who showed me, how to sort the data and organize it in pivot table, is dead now, we didn't have any interaction afterwards but every time I'm preparing the tables, I remember about him. I know, it's too sentimental to idealize this small case but I just remembered him yesterday.
Four or three years ago my co-worker started to learn salsa. To be sincere, she's not the slimmest person in the world, not the youngest and not the best dancer. Before this, she looked like being in constant lethargy. She learnt some moves, danced somehow and then started teaching "troubled" teen girls to dance. One of those girls called her at night and said that she went to a club, danced like Jeniffer Lopez and her dream guy paid attention to her.
When I was at university, I took phylosophy classes. Ok, not voluntary but in our weird education system there are must-have classes on phylosophy, even if you study statistics. The only thing I remember from that was about the crime of not acting, or whatever it was called. German phylosopher Kant said that if we're not using our abilities to the full, this is a kind of crime, because we miss the chance to improve the world. I'm not a true altruist, I'm not saying, every second of our lives should be used to help the others, but actually, even if we don't help ourselves, this is a small crime. Developing ourselves, we develop the others, and only developing ourselves, we can help the others.
So, how does this relate to day-dreaming? I don't treat it as desease. Maybe, it will be proved one day, maybe I have it but maybe I'm just egoistic. You know, this is like a difference between clinical depression and being blue and whiny, while calling it depression. Day-dreaming is ok to relax or activate creative part of the brain, some watch movies, some read books, some day-dream. But when it gets excessive, I started to treat it as a small crime of not acting. Because if relaxing too much, we lose the chance to develop our abilities, to share, to influence, to improve something. Like teaching someone to make pivot tables or to dance like Jeniffer Lopez or writing a thing that will move at least one person. Every little thing counts.
There should be something that remains, when I'm gone.
P.S. Wow, I cut non-productive day-dreams totally, like "talk to Einstein". Substituting it with something, which can be at least partially realistic, like dreaming about travelling or developing new systems or preparing to talk to someone real. I day-dream in total around a hour per day, when running. The case of false "falling in love" and trancy Friday experience, when running market analysis at work do not count :)