It’s very in vogue to want to simplify your life. There’s something appealingly nature-y about it. I like the idea that you can get grounded and go back to “the simple life” without ever having to go sleep on the cold ground (I am not a big camping fan).
While reading 72 Ways to Simplify Your Life (which, despite the fact that I want to poke fun at the length of this list, is a good read), I started thinking about whether I even want a simple life. Maybe, a life that’s stressful but also exciting and intellectually stimulating is a better bet.
This brings me to Penelope Trunk’s post about how your life can only be happy or interesting, but not both (she wants to be interesting). I think living life with a goal of being interesting is a terrible idea. It’s like that Chinese curse “May you live in interesting times.” I think that Penelope is looking at the definition of being happy in too narrow of terms. I know, I could never be truly happy unless I was learning (on the job, in life, etc.).
You can reach your own conclusions here because I haven’t wholly settled on mine. Can’t I have an interesting, simple, happy, exciting life?