Never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it. The time will pass anyway. – Earl Nightingale

I have dreams of being a health and wellness coach, an organic farmer, a grass-fed cattle rancher, an unschooling parent, a competitive weightlifter, a competitive powerlifter, a good writer, and an internet media personality.

And I have no idea how to do any of those things. Other than don’t be something that’s not those things. I did that two weeks ago. I quit my job. It was a waste of my time, I have too many things to do.

Holy shit am I trying to do a lot of things. And I’m a beginner at all of them. I’m overwhelmed. Two weeks ago, the overwhelm-liness took over. I froze. I didn’t know where to start, so I didn’t start. I sat at home, afraid that I couldn’t lift as much weight as I could a month ago. Afraid to tell people what I am trying to do because I don’t know anything. Afraid to try anything at all (even the few things I know how to do) because what if I fail? And the time passed anyway. I didn’t fail, but I didn’t get better at anything. I didn’t lose anything, but I didn’t gain anything. I’m exactly where I was a few weeks ago, except I’m a few weeks older.

They (those mythical people who know everything, even when what they say contradicts) say that it takes 10,000 hours to become an expert in a given. They say that it takes 10 years to no longer be a beginning farmer. They say it takes 10 years to no longer be a beginning lifter. And here I am thinking I need to master at least 7 things. I’m never going to be able to devote 100% of my time, energy, and effort to any of those areas, nor do I want to. So what’s the point? Why did I even start? Why did I quit a totally respectable job?

I quit my job because I was unhappy and there were other things I wanted to do with my time. Not because I wanted to be an expert in a given field (or multiple ones). Yes, that’s a dream, but it’s not why I quit my job.

I’m still overwhelmed. What can I do, in the face of my overwhelming dreams?

I can do nothing. No risk. No reward. No failure, but no success. Waste my time away.

Or I can do something. I can live each day the way I want to. Attempt to master all that I can. Whether I get there or not, I will be happier. I won’t be wasting my time.

Fuck. I’ve got a lot of shit to do.