Another Day Another Book

Cormoran Lee
8 min readJun 12, 2019

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This was suppose to be a book summary, clearly it’s not. Do yourselves a favor and read something else. ;)

After receiving an Email from Eric just a few days earlier I was boosted with inspiration and drive to increase my growth and tackle some issues I am dealing with currently.

What made the impact?

Eric’s relentlessness to become a Navy SEAL.

It’s funny, I am a Navy SEAL. Why should I be so moved by a young frog that it is still in baby steps?

I love this energy I just love.. who gives a $hit about historical certifications and medals — What is actually happening right now?

I finished the book- ‘Mastering Fear’ just 5 minutes ago and after being directly commanded by the author of the book to write stuff down right away.. Being stuck between Young Frogy Eric and Big Poppa Brendon (The author which is a legendary Navy SEAL) .. I couldn’t shy it any longer and for the first time of my life I started working on my cozy airplane seat sitting next to a guy watching TV and another one reading a Chinese book.. All that time is running by, and me, midlife frog, is doing what with limited precious time?

Flying over the Swiss Alps and smashing the book was WIIII WAAA WOOO rolleecoaster for my little bird brain, yet, this little bird thing was dreaming of flying higher and higher and higher… let the airplane crash, let me study, let something grandiose happen so the bird could fly against all odds.

In real life, it’s not that easy hey? When falling stars are not an excuse for a wish but are party poop, what do you do?

So this Eric dude I met by chance in France last year kept in touch and since then we’ve become trouble buddies.

He doesn’t stop examining himself, life and the big world and he puts himself in truly hilarious situations that make me jump out of my seat, oceans away.

We didn’t speak for one month but he was crossing my thoughts very often because I love to keep up his learning pace which is really rapid. All I need to do is imagine him looking at me, does he get inspired or not? I speed up and focus.

I gave him a general update about my life and monthly goals and offered that it could be nice to start chatting in French since we both are French eager students and around the same level. Eric replied with his extremely detailed Excel sheets that I sometimes mess up even just by reading haha.. on top of that he wrote to me in French already.. he didn’t wait any longer, he jumped, he decided to commit and was working hard to come up with a letter that was sharp and correct.

Eric is now in Tahiti. He decided to fly away and ‘see what happens’ when you are happily stuck on a remote island with all the things you want to overcome — One of the highest waves in the world and a French speaking country.

Good luck.

I am sitting on a boat in the African Coast and breaking my head how to get back to massively study French..

I did Duolingo, I did Michel Thomas, I did Pimsluer, I did Paul something (was horrible) I did Babble.. how longer am I going to study French before speaking normally? Why is it so damn hard???

Spanish and Portuguese came so natural to me and never felt stuck in my progress even when the environment wasn’t ideal to practice.

I just almost break in the midst of writing because it’s truly not pleasant to write here haha, but I had to confess, because in that way I will just have to keep on writing, right? Or should I pretend to be doing something big but truly thinking small, where does the secret hide? What is this really spicy attitude to cross all limits? Ours.

Oopsy I just took a glance at my row buddy’s TV screen and he’s watching such a good movie.. How I’d love to numb my small mind with even big fiction.. hmmm just to forget about all this ‘barking’ in the book.. why do we all have to suffer like that? I don’t want to suffer but what is it exactly?

I came over to write a summary for the book but my brain is so jumpy that I just allow to jump on this imaginative trampoline and get creative about it.. What’s wrong? Nada, let’s cruise..

While listening to those stories in the book, I got so freaking excited — Something in between laughter and shivers.. something that tickles inside but in a good way because the author and narrator did a good job touching us emotionally and propel an action.

Listening to that truly made me feel so spoiled and fancy.. I wanted something to break again so I could prove my worth to myself but none of that matters.. Life is easy enough or difficult enough — it’s all about the rules we set ourselves.

While applying personal-rules, these turn your life from one extreme to the next. Simple as that, and it happens quickly.. but not quickly enough to make it sexy and inviting.. habits baby habits. Life Long or long gone.

I just saw an orthodox, old, fat man with one arm walking through the airplane.. I wonder how he operates, what does he think about, does he feel lucky or miserable? Would he like to be young again? Maybe not religious for a second round? Maybe even a rabbi? What this life experience teaches us? Do we study enough automatically or that one arm that got chopped along the way never really made a difference because he never settled to analyse or understand how to live life from now on.. just waking up for another day and joining the rushing crowds. Hmmmm I wonder.

Brendon and his book, mentions endless tragedies that sound like a gift from above to allow you to become the best of the best.. It almost seems like nothing is ever going to be switched fully on without some serious spanking.

If I could I’d be taking off my pants right now, warming up my wrist and scratching my head and asking, can I really spank myself? How those crazy people do that to themselves???

Landing on a boat a month ago, and going through some serious acclimatization issues and I decided I’d be setting my alarm daily for 05:30.

Let’s see what happens.. I like to plan my day in advance but what am I going to do with all this time I still wasn’t sure but I decided no matter what, I am jumping out of my bed.

I have been feeling sorry for myself in some short periods of my life but the one thing that always got me out of it was — ridiculous commitment for repetition.

My brain is jumpy and small like a hamster, I can’t do many calculations and get busy hesitating, so I just do what’s hard, good and same.

Very simple.

I just checked my battery and hoped it’d die soon so it would save me from the this airplane reflection session.

Why everything worthwhile is so difficult?

Is that how nature programmed it all, so the strongest survives?

Nowadays everyone survives, lots strive but few thrive.

What is separating those groups of peeps?

How could you differentiate yourself from the you that you don’t particularly like: Lazy, pitiful, bored, blameful, aggressive, restless, stressed and getting to start building the you that you’re proud of: charming, energetic, considerate, calm, spontaneous and fearless.

How long this summary wanna be should be?

Do I need to make it long and tiring to increase its value or can I just be happy with what I can give now?

Do I need to correct mistakes and make it readable and enjoyable or the whole point is just to produce, work, click the red button, closing the eyes and seeing what happens next?

I have this amazing French series that gives me the best excuse in the world for cheap entertainment while learning French.. mama mia download those chapters honey because that’s my green light for some useful procrastination.

It was too easy to open the computer and start watching the series as the time flies.. but airport time is precious time.. don’t we all love to have time?

I opened my journal that I haven’t opened for a while, mainly because I was vomiting on my blogging project.

Anyway, I told myself how fun it’d be to start socializing again and stretching some limits.. the mixture of that thought and the book, and the hard work of the last month created such a ripple wave that took over.

I got to meet American surfers, Russian Ballet dancers, a motivational speaker and an executive director of Intell.. males, females, sexy not sexy, crazy not crazy, friendly ohhh dammmmm friendly.

Those international interactions spark so much so much and they leave us with our arms wide open ready to take some more strangers and make them our friends.

Why am I telling you that, because in the book he stresses the importance of us declaring and living by what is important to us at the end of the day..

Billions of dollars won’t make you happy at the end but those things that really matter to you.. How often do you live by those? Hmmm not enough right.. yeah I said the same thing.. not sure why.. ahhh because I feel it itching inside and not because I am greedy. Then you know.

He was telling about an egocentric businesswoman that decided to give her company for free so she could also leave her ego behind that apparently is stopping her from appreciating and enjoying what’s more important to her.

Damn this computer doesn’t want to sleep 34% is left but my eyes are starting to become dizzy now.. but you know what.. I have decided and I have jumped — I can’t turn back not because I told myself that I’ll be finishing this in one go and in my favourite writing style as I just invented its name COPYWRITE BELONGS TO DIRTY BIRDY STORY LTD whatever..

That was an example of the style ahaha.. you don’t think too much you just write, fingers on fire, elbows in pain and neck down..

It’s called — Rap-Writing..

So what else do I want to summarize here?

I think you should really listen/read it.

I got so excited since I started just 3 days ago that I never really stopped to rest in between, the momentum was the thing the made it smooth and fun just like this useless article I just finished, not finished, finished, not finished, oopsy I clicked the publish button.. what’s the worst thing that could happen? ;)

Summary, whatever.. book, early morning.. what?! Just do something and do it now! Airplane is leaving the ground and you’re left behind.. orrrrrrrrrr

Jump around..

Frog

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Cormoran Lee
Cormoran Lee

Written by Cormoran Lee

I pour my heart involuntarily into words, since I found that writing is the ultimate solution for a nightmarish sailing journey. I can still connect with you :)

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