It’s only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.
“What is the most resilient parasite? Bacteria? A virus? An intestinal worm? An idea. Resilient… highly contagious. Once an idea has taken hold of the brain it’s almost impossible to eradicate. An idea that is fully formed – fully understood – that sticks; right in there somewhere.”
Complacency is a disease. Driving home tonight this thought popped into my head. At first I tried to shake it, which is impossible. It’s like trying to tell someone not to think of something. I next tried infecting the internet with the thought by tweeting it, hoping that would be the end of it. Wrong. I couldn’t release it from my gray matter. This awful idea, complacency is a disease, has been thundering in my subconscious for hours. Am I suffering from it? Am I sick with satisfaction? Rather than battle this idea and the accompanying questions I’ve decided to voice some interpretations. I have come up with two conclusions; one positive the other negative. Bad news first. With each accomplishment a person attacks the next challenge with a little less vigor, fire, and determination. Like when a young athlete signs a big deal and doesn’t live up to the money. Or, when a team plays above its heads one week and upsets a more talented team. Then, that same team loses the following contest to an inferior team. Of course, this comparison only applies to those who continue to take on new challenges. The other option is to quit, completely change direction, or retire (hopefully pleased by your accomplishments). How about some good news and the “glass half full” interpretation of the concept? Complacency comes with success, right? And, success often breeds more success. It’s like when two guys train together or when two great teams play one another. In each situation the two bring out the best in one another. In this instance, because of the success of another, one raises their own expectations and sets out to make improvements. I am not sure which disease I have, which infection is keeping me from a sound sleep, or where in the hell this idea came from. Obviously, I hope to be suffering from the more positive of the two. However, the best case scenario in this whole deal is that I’m a character in an Inception sequel and Dicaprio is training me to be his next architect in some master plan to take down the Whole Foods. How do I know? How do I figure this mess out? Plug and chug is all I can come up with at this point. On second thought, I could just be all jacked up on mountain dew and wasting everyone’s time.
Dude, login the beard. Keep it goin!