An exercise in awareness: notice the stuff around you and narrate it to yourself like you’re Thane Krios.

"a snow is falling, the road looks brighter already"
"a man walking down the street, talking on a phone, smiling"
"a young pair passes nearby; what do you want for dinner?, a man asks"
"a woman waiting for the bus, nervously glancing at her watch - perhaps the snowfall caused delays, or maybe she was cutting it short to begin with"
and so on

Might help to stop thinking about your own stuff all the time.

The important thing is to not try. At all. Just stop. Your ambitions, expectations, grand vision, your “ok this one is important so I need to do it right” - throw them out of the window, or flush down the toilet. Do stuff, I don’t know, just for the heck of it. Humor yourself. Plan some spectacular failure. Or be mediocre and do mediocre stuff. Everyone else is trying to be special - where’s the fun in that? Shameless mediocrity is better. Practice it. Celebrate it.



And then, after you do it for some time, you may start to notice that this thing you’re doing is not so bad after all. And all those little details you are so fond of are making it there anyway, but don’t make you an obsessive wreck for a change.

But don’t think about that for too long, or they’ll be back - crippling perfectionism, crushing weight of expectations, restless feeling of moving too slow, perpetual dissatisfaction with results - they’ll all be back and punch you and beat you and crush you again until you are lying on the floor unable to do a simple thing.

Just keep doing bland and mediocre stuff instead.

Telltale’s Sam & Max Season 1 a.k.a. Sam & Max Save the World quotes

Sam: Remember our motorcycle trip through the Midwest?Max: Just you, me, and the authorities from seven states. But those were quieter times.
Max: One way, dead end… street signs are such fitting metaphors for the human condition.Sam: Remind me to refill your prescriptions.
Sam: That may be the least relaxing sign I’ve ever seen.Max: What about the one at the barber shop that says “low fatality rate”?Sam: I stand corrected.
Sam (on the telephone): Hello, is this the president? It is? Really? Well, thanks, that’s all I wanted to know.
Sam: There’s only one explanation for a propeller on the wall…Max: Yes. This TV station is a giant flying battleship!Sam: Either that or it’s just a “prop.” Heh, get it?Max: I vote for the giant flying battleship.
Max: Well, I was battering this purse-snatcher with a broken parking meter and screaming “Die! Why won’t you die!,” and Sam said, “You crack me up, little buddy!”Myra: The point being…?Max: I crack Sam up!
Max: I have a dream, America. It starts out where I’m in an all-nude production of “death of a salesman” on ice, but I haven’t studied and can’t remember my lines! Suddenly it begins to rain marshmallows but that’s okay because trees are made of graham crackers and chocolate bars are the official currency. I believe that by working together, we can make that dream a reality.
Max: We have nothing to fear but fear itself. And the chupacabra. Madre de dios, he’ll kill us all!
Sam: How would you describe your tax plan?Lincoln: Two wrongs don’t make a right.Host: And that doesn’t really make a bit of sense, so it looks like politics as usual here at the debate.
Sam: You have to admire the pro-lobby lobbyists for their unrepentantly self-serving stance.Max: I prefer the charming, self-destructive nihilism of the anti-lobby lobbyists.
Max: Hey, Sam, what’s the difference between online banking and online gambling?Sam: Judging by what I see here, not much.
Sam: Here ya go, Max, have your very own store.Max: Oh, goody! Now I can use it as a convenient front to make a fortune selling weapons of suspect origin in bulk to third world countries!Sam: You’re the president, idiot.Max: Oh, right. I guess I don’t need a front then. You can keep it.
Sam (reading an ad): Diploma Mill College: try our new drive-thru post-doctorate program!
Sam (on the telephone): I saw what you did. Keep the payments coming, and nobody has to find out. Yeah, okay. Love you too, mom.
Sybil: Is pure happiness a lie? Is peace on Earth a hopeless dream? Are unicorns imaginary?Sam: Mostly, probably, and it depends on how far you live from a facility that processes nuclear waste.
Sam: Having my bliss separated is not what the brochures made it out to be!
Sam: I miss the old days, when our cases were less thinking and more shooting stuff.Max: Luckily, my short-term memory makes me impervious to nostalgia.
Sam: Random but innocuous comment.Max: Irreverent reply that hints at mental instability!Sam: You crack me up, little buddy.

Telltale’s Sam & Max Season 1 a.k.a. Sam & Max Save the World quotes

Sam: Remember our motorcycle trip through the Midwest?
Max: Just you, me, and the authorities from seven states. But those were quieter times.

Max: One way, dead end… street signs are such fitting metaphors for the human condition.
Sam: Remind me to refill your prescriptions.

Sam: That may be the least relaxing sign I’ve ever seen.
Max: What about the one at the barber shop that says “low fatality rate”?
Sam: I stand corrected.

Sam (on the telephone): Hello, is this the president? It is? Really? Well, thanks, that’s all I wanted to know.

Sam: There’s only one explanation for a propeller on the wall…
Max: Yes. This TV station is a giant flying battleship!
Sam: Either that or it’s just a “prop.” Heh, get it?
Max: I vote for the giant flying battleship.

Max: Well, I was battering this purse-snatcher with a broken parking meter and screaming “Die! Why won’t you die!,” and Sam said, “You crack me up, little buddy!”
Myra: The point being…?
Max: I crack Sam up!

Max: I have a dream, America. It starts out where I’m in an all-nude production of “death of a salesman” on ice, but I haven’t studied and can’t remember my lines! Suddenly it begins to rain marshmallows but that’s okay because trees are made of graham crackers and chocolate bars are the official currency. I believe that by working together, we can make that dream a reality.

Max: We have nothing to fear but fear itself. And the chupacabra. Madre de dios, he’ll kill us all!

Sam: How would you describe your tax plan?
Lincoln: Two wrongs don’t make a right.
Host: And that doesn’t really make a bit of sense, so it looks like politics as usual here at the debate.

Sam: You have to admire the pro-lobby lobbyists for their unrepentantly self-serving stance.
Max: I prefer the charming, self-destructive nihilism of the anti-lobby lobbyists.

Max: Hey, Sam, what’s the difference between online banking and online gambling?
Sam: Judging by what I see here, not much.

Sam: Here ya go, Max, have your very own store.
Max: Oh, goody! Now I can use it as a convenient front to make a fortune selling weapons of suspect origin in bulk to third world countries!
Sam: You’re the president, idiot.
Max: Oh, right. I guess I don’t need a front then. You can keep it.

Sam (reading an ad): Diploma Mill College: try our new drive-thru post-doctorate program!

Sam (on the telephone): I saw what you did. Keep the payments coming, and nobody has to find out. Yeah, okay. Love you too, mom.

Sybil: Is pure happiness a lie? Is peace on Earth a hopeless dream? Are unicorns imaginary?
Sam: Mostly, probably, and it depends on how far you live from a facility that processes nuclear waste.

Sam: Having my bliss separated is not what the brochures made it out to be!

Sam: I miss the old days, when our cases were less thinking and more shooting stuff.
Max: Luckily, my short-term memory makes me impervious to nostalgia.

Sam: Random but innocuous comment.
Max: Irreverent reply that hints at mental instability!
Sam: You crack me up, little buddy.

I think Coldplay did a similar thing this year that Radiohead did in 2011: recorded a small, calm and atmospheric album deliberately not meant to compete with their previous works, top charts or please anyone in particular. What is more important for me, however, is that, emotionally-wise (and I realize this is a personal thing and may be completely different for somebody else, but it’s true for me), Coldplay is still the force of light; the one that was born on Viva La Vida from a more traditionally anxious britpop of their earlier works. There is darkness here, but it’s the one before the dawn. And it may not be as colorful and full of energy, but it’s damn great, and it’s still the music to appreciate the beauty of life with.

I think Coldplay did a similar thing this year that Radiohead did in 2011: recorded a small, calm and atmospheric album deliberately not meant to compete with their previous works, top charts or please anyone in particular. What is more important for me, however, is that, emotionally-wise (and I realize this is a personal thing and may be completely different for somebody else, but it’s true for me), Coldplay is still the force of light; the one that was born on Viva La Vida from a more traditionally anxious britpop of their earlier works. There is darkness here, but it’s the one before the dawn. And it may not be as colorful and full of energy, but it’s damn great, and it’s still the music to appreciate the beauty of life with.