Maybe I would be good at writing books. Maybe I should try that, too.
Here is the only real advice I have to give anyone:
1. Leave the party early. Metaphorically and for real. Quit while you’re ahead— and that’s not meant to be cynical nor to say “know your limits.” Rather, know what is good for you and do not be excessive when it comes to your response to social pressure.
2. Your “calling” or what you’re supposed to do doesn’t always overlap with your job or “career.” Maybe what you love is traveling. Maybe you don’t love accounting. But if you’re good at accounting and don’t hate it, what’s wrong with doing it for a living if it funds what you really love?
3. In the words of Hawthorne— not my favorite, for the record— be true, be true, be true.
4. Form good basic habits the second you are no longer living at home. IE, you know, brushing your teeth. Because if you don’t establish a routine (or…standards…) NOW it’s going to be much harder to hit restart and fix all that later.
5. Hug people every now and then. Because it’s healthy. And one day you’ll realize you really need someone to hug you but because you don’t hug anyone anymore simply the act of hugging is enough to alert those around you to your change in attitude, and if you’re hyper self-aware you won’t want to deal with THAT kind of scrutiny.
6. Know how your bank handles overdrawn accounts. Text alerts are a really handy tool.
How did I not pick up on this the first five times I saw it?
— Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace
Assata Shakur (via ethiopienne)
Our government considers this woman a terrorist.