A few weeks ago, I had an odd dream in which I was given three pairs of J.Crew pants for free. Two pairs were a shade of pink I loathe, but I tried them on anyways. The third was a pastel green—a color I love, but never wear. I tried the pink ones on and they were either too big and too small. The green fit perfectly, and made my butt look amazing, but I was reluctant to keep them because they didn’t go with the rest of my wardrobe.
There’s a metaphor in all this. My subconscious was trying to tell me something important: let go of what you think you want. Holding on to a rigid set of ideas and standards prevents me from taking advantage of unforeseen opportunities. Or at least that’s what I believe it meant. Maybe my subconscious just really wants me to buy pastel green pants?
