Today as I was sitting on Bondi beach, catching the beautiful rays of sunshine, I thought to myself, in the grand scheme of things, when I’m 90 years old (God Willing) and I’m looking back, I will give zero f*cks about how “great” my life was – the only thing I’ll care about was whether I lived the life I wanted.
You’ve all heard of the top 5 regrets of the dying, right? (If not look here: http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2012/feb/01/top-five-regrets-of-the-dying). I read this a few years back and it stuck with me and made me realise that, at the end of the day, we just want to enjoy life and live a meaningful one. Most of the other stuff, e.g. success, we pursue feverishly because we think it’ll bring us closer to that life enjoyment, fulfillment, and meaning. But it’s not true.
Doing more in life is not how you die happy. Doing the right things in life is how you die happy – whether or not that leads to achievement or “getting stuff done.” This is possibly the most backward aspect of western society. You see it all the time – high achievers that are miserable old bastards (that was me not too long ago lol) because they pursued achievement without fulfillment. The irony is that success and achievement often come as a side effect – but when you pursue them directly, you fail to get there, or find yourself miserable.