The art of the pivot, or how to fail yourself to happiness
As Mike Tyson once said, everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face
I have always been a planner. I’m the type of person that starts planning the next holiday the moment I arrive at the beach. I don’t know why this is, maybe it’s a misguided attempt to soothe crippling existential anxiety.
By age 10 I had my life mapped out. I wanted to be a scientist. I was fascinated by chemistry and rather good at it, so I headed to university fully expecting to love it. Then I ran face first into the brick wall of organic chemistry. The sum total of my talent and effort resulted in, at best, mediocrity.