I missed a day, not worried about it, still gonna focus on hitting the 100.

I wasn’t really sure what to write about yesterday, nor am I too sure now. I’m just diving right in.

For some reason I thought about one of my favorite scenes from one of my wife’s and my favorite movies The Grand Budapest Hotel. The protagonist Zero is explaining to his girlfriend that he is in possession of a very expensive painting and he wants to give her the code to the safe just in case. She gets upset about it and he leave, but pops back in and throws the code at her on a piece of paper and tells her to take it anway.

It’s hilarious.

It’s making me reflect on a book I listened to on tape recently, The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck. The book isn’t solely based on not giving fucks about things, and definitely makes as many jokes using the word fuck as possible. One of the standout parts of the book for me was a section about responsibility. This past year or so I’ve really been focusing on taking full responsibility for myself and my actions. It’s not super easy to do, and it’s not something that you even consciously think about all the time. The book talks about the benefits of taking responsibility for yourself, but gets into some abstract ideas that really spoke to me.

Sometimes we don’t get to choose what we’re responsible for. They give solid examples in the book. If a person rear ends you, it’s not your fault but you’re responsible for handling the situation. If someone leaves a baby on your doorstep, you become responsible for that child’s wellbeing whether you like it or not.

I suppose it used to seem unfair that life throws certain challenges your way, but ultimately you’re responsible for your life.

It’s a complex idea that was explained in a nice way in the book, I think.

Sometimes your significant other throws you the code to the safe whether you want it or not.