Making decisions is hard, not making one, now, feels even harder. It feels like all my life, everything just came together, things fell in my lap and I was happy with all those things. And even if I wasn’t completely satisfied, I tried to be positive about them and that made me happy, or happy enough. It always felt like that was the right attitude.
I recently read an article by Gretchen Rubin, author of The Happiness Project. In her article, she talks about the term ‘Drift’. Drift, she says, is the decision you make by not deciding, or by making a decision that unleashes consequences for which you don’t take responsibility.
Right now I’m sitting in a place of indecisiveness. If only someone else makes the decision for me, it would never be the wrong decision. It would be, what I’ve always said as ‘meant to be’ and I can change my mindset on the results. But should we really be floating through life aimlessly, assuming whatever happens is just meant to be and then throw a positive spin to it?
I haven’t been on a plane for almost a year and I’m just stuck in rut. Would be nice to drift away today.
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