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For me, 2011 is about a year of change, fun and new experiences. With that in mind, I decided to create my own adventure, 1 Year, 10 Projects, 100 Discoveries. This post is part of that project. You can see all 10 Scares here and the entire project here. Enjoy the experiences, I sure am!
I have a lot of “rules.” We all have them. We make them up to protect ourselves; to make our perceptions of the world stronger. Like all of us, I’ve broken many of my self imposed rules. Rules were made to be broken, right? As Randy Pausch explains in the Last Lecture, walls are everywhere we look. Walls are there to remind us of how bad we want something. They are there to keep others out. If you want something, if you really want it, then you have to make the effort to find a way past those walls.
Even though I was terrified, I’ve been looking for a reason to break Rule #1 for almost a year now. Throughout the year, I’ve found a few reasons, but none of them materialized. On March 8, one did. Breaking Rule #1 was akin to losing my virginity. Like losing your virginity, it was a huge deal beforehand and after, you say, “that’s it?” Oddly enough, losing my virginity the second time around was just like the first time I lost it – it wasn’t with the person I wanted most, but it was with the right person at the right time. It was with the person that came into my life just for this moment.
For the record, I broke the rule again the next day. And, while I’m not retiring the rule completely, I now understand the reasoning behind it. Maybe the part of us that develops our own Jimmy Crickets is smarter than any of us will ever realize.
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