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Having low expectations is often associated with failure and laziness.
But low expectations might not actually be as bad as we’re used to thinking. Just when I think about my casual life, the best times I remember are the days and nights I had absolutely no expectation of being special.
I’m a so-called ‘millennial’. Some people may think we’re over-parented hipsters who are always on our phones and don’t know how human interaction works. But we’re no living clichés. We’re a generation that’s grown into a world full of possibilities where you can ‘do anything you like’ and become ‘anything you want’. Or did your parents tell you otherwise?
Along the line, I have never had pressure to go to work. I always worked because I wanted to and yes, I needed the money but I was never so dependent on it that I couldn’t finish a proper education and enjoy life on the side. I believe that’s the case for many people my age and it’s a unique situation. Past generations, I believe, often had to take a job because there was no way they could follow their passions. I always knew that what I was going to do for a living was also gonna be something that made me happy. But there’s something very scary about knowing all the possibilities out there. How can you only do one thing when there’s an unlimited number of other things to try? When do you stop looking and start committing?
I could do something new every day and never actually make a living out of anything because I’d never get good at anything.
Is there a possibility that I start sampling music now and become a famous DJ? Well, I guess, yes. But will that ever happen? No. Because I’m not committed to making music. I love listening to music and dancing and the thought of producing music myself sounds lovely. But I’m not passionate about it. I’d never make a career out of it.
When I try something new, I tend to wait for ages until I show others what I was doing. The thought of failure is just too scary. I wanna present something good, something I’m proud of. Hard work has to have gone into it or else it would be nothing but mediocre. And maybe that’s what’s wrong: Expectations that are set too high. Life does not only consist of only large goals. You cannot work for years and years without getting feedback and then suddenly be good at it. You have to show what you’ve been working on to others if you wanna get better.
So, maybe we aim too high if we strive for perfection.
Maybe we should celebrate our mediocrity. I feel a lot of pressure but I am OK with not being perfect. Thanks to Instagram I know there’s always gonna be someone who is better than me in, well, anything. I guess I’ll have to accept that even though, honestly spoken, I also envy those people. I’ll never be a world-renowned DJ. I will never be an astronaut. And I will never be the genius writer generations to come will want to read. But I might be quite good at it one day. So, I shouldn’t be disappointed because of what I don’t have (yet). If I don’t expect much, I have more than enough.