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Would you forgo one year of sex to …

Filed under: Thinking Too Much — comments at 8:20 pm on Saturday, April 15, 2006

Golf Digest conducted a survey asking if golfers would give up sex for a year to play on some stupid golf course (as you can tell I don’t like golf).  It’s an interesting question. 

What would you want to give up sex for a year? 

The answer probably depends on how good your sex life is: Give me three pieces of KFC chicken (original kind of course) and we have a deal.  We also need some clarification. Does it mean sex with another person or all sex?  Makes a big difference, doesn’t it?

To give up sex for a year, I would need something that I really care about.  If you listen to some of the “Happiness Gurus”, you hear something like this: “True happiness comes when you do what you’re most passionate about”.  Sounds good, but how the hell I am supposed to figure out what I am passionate about.  Every morning is a struggle for me: Corn Flakes or Froot Loops, Can’t even make this simple decision.  Oprah, HELP ME!

I find ”finding my purpose“ really frustrating.  The frustration comes from feeling that time is running out, that I must figure it out soon or it will be too late.  The only thing I know for sure is that I am NOT passionate about figuring out what my purpose is.  Go figure.

Maybe I have a hard time because my interests are so varied (like Corn Flakes and Froot Loops for example).  Maybe trying to force the issue is the wrong approach.  Or maybe, I am just too lazy or too comfortable in my little routine.   Anyway, here is my advice:

  • Don’t give up sex for golf,
  • Alternate your cereals: one day Corn Flakes, one day Froot Loops.
  • Find your passion (s): hopefully you won’t have to give up sex to follow it.

About one third of men and women who answered Golf Digest’s survey said they would pick the tee time over sex.  Nice to be that passionate about something.

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