When I was a junior in college, I was one of the laziest bastards ever…
I really had no ambitions in life. My days consisted of eating like shit, going to class, watching 5 hours of T.V. and then usually going out and getting drunk at night. I would wake up the next morning all groggy-headed and usually repeat the same thing over and over…
I was content with my life, so I didn’t really care.
Then I read Fight Club and everything changed for me.
I was browsing some forums online, and came across a discussion of Fight Club. The main idea of the book immediately caught my interest, so I darted to the book store and picked myself up a copy. Up until this point, I had read probably 7 books in my entire life – all of them for school, and none of them interested me at all.
I dove into the book, and finished the whole thing in a few hours. After the first read-through, I sat there… pretty much stunned at what I had just read.
I realized everything I was doing in my life, and everything I wanted in my life was just like “Jack’s” character in Fight Club.
- I was materialistic.
- I was living a very mediocre life with no real ambitions
- I was looking for everything outside of myself to make me happy
- I never really felt “alive”