I have led a multi-variate, interesting life, and some kind friends have suggested that I “give things a go” which has accuracy but doesn’t fully explain it. I am either blessed, or I am the main player in some very long-winded video game.
Examples:
I am currently highly-paid to do nothing. It has been many months now where my entire job is a 15-minute meeting every fortnight where the client thanks me. That’s all I feckin do.
Last week the Sri Lankan bosses – CEO, HR and my direct manager called me into a Zoom meeting with the description “work attendance and performance are not meeting agreed expectations”. I figured I would be fired, but they gave me something trivial to instead, and 6 weeks later I am still paid to do nothing… I am almost wishing them to fire me.
In London, very young, but adult, I tried to end it all and failed. It could have easily gone the other way, it didn’t. After pretending to be a qualified accountant.
A few years later, hitchhiking in the north of England, I was kidnapped by a psychopath who held a broken bottle to my throat. I survived.
A random American approached me and we started a business that made millions, despite me being a pacifist.
I made a website about the ancient Mayans, and started a doomsday cult (of sorts).
I grokked onto an American idea – Freecycle – and took it to 100K household members in Australia. Without doing much (just some admin and moderating).
My first wife had kitchen knives under her pillow in case “she wanted to kill me while I slept”.
I banged my head at a bar (tripped on a sliding door rail and hit my head on a concrete table edge), would’ve bled out and died if not for the paramedics.
I’ve slept in gutters, literally. I once slept in a wheat field and was woken by the noise of a combine harvester approaching me.
I was coward punched by a guy as I walked past a queue into a popular late night bar.
I’ve had memory blackouts from drinking maybe 2000 times.
But I am still here and it feels unlikely, but excellent.