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I don’t believe in Ten Year Plans. There, I said it.
Back in 2006 life was rocky and I made my first and only ten year plan. Honestly, I don’t think any of it came to fruition. Granted, it wasn’t a bad thing, life just went in a different direction.
A few months ago, someone on twitter said, “I ignore all “5 year plans” [because]: 5 years ago, YouTube and Twitter didn’t exist, and Facebook was only for college kids.” While the statement only focuses on emerging media, it’s also how I feel about life. Why force yourself to stick to an outdated plan when you have no idea what tomorrow might bring?
Not that I remember it exactly, but I have a feeling if I had stuck to my plan I would be Editor-in-Chief of ESPN Magazine with some variation of the white-picket fence ideal. You know, the ideal that gets brainwashed into every suburban kid. Today? Those things couldn’t be further from what I want.
Today, I still don’t have a ten year plan. I don’t think I will ever make a plan; life has gone just fine without one. Not having a plan doesn’t mean you’re drifting nor have your eyes on a shoreline, it simply means you have your eyes on many shorelines and you’re not quite ready to miss out on that next big wave
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