I am a half baked cookie, I love my existence.
Your socially denied sweet tooth combined with a couple of videos you binge-watched on your social timeline urged you to surprise your gut and your loved one/s with a surprise act of dessert gastronomy. You reached the super-market, carefully staring at your well-crafted AFancyCookBook.com and basking everything that it shouts aloud. You picked a Sunday afternoon just to land this state of the art culinary brilliance. You’ve landed everything as required. Your act of surprise works wonders for your loved one/s. It earns you social stories, pictures, videos, and heartwarming captions.
The most common of all comment:
“I must applaud what you’ve done. It could’ve been better, but it’s fine. Full marks for effort.”
As far as any human’s psyche, their brain would only acknowledge the first and the third sentence from above. Because in their head, the second line is a subtle universal truth they acknowledged even before reaching the supermarket. I mean you ain’t trained to do this and since it’s your first/Nth time, it’s absolutely OK to make mistakes, to land an average attempt.
There is nothing wrong with it. Your mind shouts, “AT LEAST I attempted it”.
But here’s my problem. I will always be half-baked for life. In spite of being exposed to every possible access you were in need of, I was still half-baked. Why? Because you believe that its OK to do so!
Well, if you expand this viewpoint, you’d realize there are tonnes that you seek, pursue along with your lives that remain half baked, for life. It ain’t about complacency or your vigor to try new things. Rather it's more to do with that old school thought — Jack of all, master of none!
So what are you losing on?
Nothing. You’d be tagged a hustler. You’d be called a daredevil who ventures out into different deeds. You’d be more knowledgeable because you’re a doer and believe in practical first-hand experience.
But in the longer run, you’d realize a sense of discontent. A feeling far more vicious that overpowers your ‘AT LEAST I attempted it’ attitude. An attitude that will always land you in an ambiguous zone called mediocrity.
Now, you’d say, why am I pointing fingers at somebody who AT LEAST tried? What about people who don’t even try?
Well, the ones who don’t even try have already skipped reading the last 450 words! Point being, when you really attempt something, what stops you from making it the finest attempt in the world?
When you’re convinced about an attempt, you always think landing it basis the most ideal reference that you’ve felt or witnessed. Your urge to imitate this reference is one of the many finest qualities of human psychology. You start with the highest level of focus but in most cases, it degenerates as you push towards the finishing line. This isn’t abnormal, but not THE approach.
When you chase something, you have your heart in it.
But, when you want something, you have yourself in it.
You may choose to argue that multiple attempts would eventually make you a full-baked cookie. Well, it might. But the probability of you dragging yourself in these multiple attempts with absolute similar intensities is like a fairy tale that does exist as a perfect craft of literature.
It isn’t wrong to attempt anything. It’s just more right to attempt something that you want or something that connects back with any larger purpose.
What do you gain?
It saves time. It drives you. It’ll make you happier, later. It just makes you more complete than an attempt before.
Like your attempt to bake a cookie would be much more fruitful when your aim is to make the best one in the world and not just to pacify your gut and loved one/s.
After all, I am a half baked cookie and I do not wish to love my existence.
