Yesterday, I had a kind of awakening.  I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I had an epiphany, because I already knew this thing, I’d just let myself forget it. I’mma gonna let this thought finish, but first some background.

Yesterday I went to Live Spark & Livewired at the powerhouse.  Both great shows and I would highly recommend anybody who can checks out Live Spark’s Indie acts at least once, and Live Wired every chance the get.  Yesterday the Live Spark acts were Ichabod’s Crane and The Lucky Wonders. (As an aside why do all indie bands have MySpace profiles?) I really liked Ichabod Crane’s sound even though I only really caught the last third of their set, and The Lucky Wonders were really good.  Livewired was awesome with Wil Anderson starting us off with a quick 10 before he headed to the airport (allegedly) and with Sammy J headlining.

I met a few of the QUT Cliffhangers there for us to check out the lineup for Livewired and have a good night.  I rocked up at the previously notified time of 1600.  At about 1530 N called and said that she would be there at 1700 rather than 1600 as previously discussed and L & A were still maybes. B (not a Cliffhanger) couldn’t make it because she was tired and F (also not a Cliffhanger) really needed to study. At first while I was sitting there alone I got a little perturbed and even slightly upset, but I allowed myself to get into the acts and just enjoy the performances as I had alone many times before.

Don’t get me wrong sometimes I like to do things alone, I would even go so far as to say that from time to time most of humanity shits me to tears; however, I have really started to like doing things with other people.  Human beings are social creatures after all, even strange little monkeys like me.

Then N arrived and the happy little social creature time began. Then L & A got there. Seeing the happy couple got me thinking and not in a way likely to leave my jumping for joy.  I started thinking about opportunities lost through inaction, disappointments felt and potential joy missed out on.  In short emotional opportunity costs I had incurred.  And I remembered an old maxim “where a choice exists between action and inaction, always choose action” that I should pay more attention to and follow where I can.

Coming back to this I started to think of Jethro Gibb’s rules (the TV series NCIS, but how can you not get the reference?)  and how while violable under certain circumstances they provide him (the character) a valuable framework to guide his actions.  I’m not in a position to lay down such a rigid system for myself but there are a few I will endeavor to keep in mind:

  1. Never screw over a friend.
  2. In a choice between action and inaction, choose action
  3. Don’t believe what you’re told. Check for yourself.

At the moment those are all I want to start with.  Like Gibb’s rules I want mine to grow from experience. After all ‘good decisions comes from experience and experience comes from bad decisions’.

I have made errors of omission simply by staying home.  Sure I’ve been hurt in the past, but I need to jump back up on those horses and ride on.  To make this happen I need to get back on the cliffs and so what if a 10 m grade 11 takes me an hour, I need to talk to strangers and acquaintances who could be good friends or even more, and I need to seize each and every day.

I need to leave my inherent shyness behind and embrace every opportunity to be with people.

So go forth people and embrace life. Understand that walking the long road and taking the scenic detours involves pain, but that the rewards are commensurate with the risks. And love. Above all love you fellow men and women because if you don’t this little rock will get pretty crowded.