My super-tasty, Thai fortune cookie roll from Joy's Pattaya Thai Restaurant in Richfield, MN said:
Diligence is the mother of good luck.
And I said:
Fuck you, fortune cookie.
Way to perpetuate the worst of my obsessive, controlling, planning, worrying, analytical nature. I have used arguments very similar to that fortune before in order to justify the worse of my nature getting the better of me. Like when I can't stop worrying. When I can't stop planning and trying to work out every last contingency. When I can't stop trying to control everything. And then my gremlin says in a honeyed voice from the back of my brain: its good to be prepared, that's how you weather the worst, that's how you make sure everything will be ok, by worrying and controlling and being diligent so you don't have to rely on luck!
Most of the time, I realize its my gremlin talking and I say, "Fuck you, gremlin" just like I said to the fortune cookie. Most of the time. I don't doubt that it could be good advice for some people. Just not me.
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