So as I was packing boxes, I ran across some stuff I wrote maybe eight or ten years ago (good grief, has it been that long?). One was a list of things I was thinking of sending in for the “Live and Learn and Pass it On” books but never did, and I figured they might be worth passing on before I pack them away again. As in the real books, I’ve put some of them in bold just because I feel like it.
I’ve learned that few things are quite as satisfying as impulsive, totally spontaneous acts.
I’ve learned that, no matter what you think your attitudes are, you still don’t quite know how to react when you find out one of your friends is gay.
I’ve learned that, while most people cling to the things they know, I’m usually happiest when I’m doing something new.
I’ve learned that the only stupid people are those who are ignorant and refuse to admit it.
I’ve learned that the surest way to offend me is to try too hard not to offend me.
I’ve learned that “crazy” means something you want to do but that society frowns on for some reason — and you shouldn’t necessarily let that stop you.
I’ve learned that trying to recapture a fleeting emotion is a sure way to get yourself really frustrated.
I’ve learned that everyone is always trying to get attention, even if they don’t realize it.
I’ve learned that sometimes you can’t tell if what you’re doing is a mistake, and if it turns out to be, you shouldn’t be hard on yourself.
I’ve learned that there’s no point in worrying about the things you can’t change.
I’ve learned that, no matter how much people may long for security and consistency, it’s always randomness that really makes life worth living.
I’ve learned that you can’t blame yourself for not knowing everything.