I am one of those who refuse to “go with the flow” because — I have discovered over the arc of a long life — that “going with the flow” is actually a code phrase for having no schedule, and a cudgel of indecision against ambition, and a smothering blanket of malaise that excuses anyone “in the flow” from having any responsibility for getting anything done at all.
As a freelance author and consultant, I value my time, and I know how quickly a day can get eaten up with mindless things.
Structure is paramount for keeping on track when the wind is yours and that’s why I set deadlines for things I must get done every day so I’m certain I actually get things done.
Here is a quick example of how those who do choose to “go with the flow” can get ensnared in daylong nothingness.
The scene is set with a genetic and familial tribal right to “go with the flow” with the following characters:
Now, in that scenario of egos, “going with the flow” means you have four conflicting ideas of when something should get done — which means nothing gets done — and so you have four people wandering around each other waiting for nothing to happen all day and it always does.
If someone else in the midst of the four raises suggestion for a time to leave, or a time to eat, or a plan for an activity for later in the evening, that person is shouted down by the others as being uncooperative, rigid, “New York” and mean.
“Go with the flow,” they purr — as if it is soothing to wander around the flatlands with no purpose at all.
When you’re stuck in a river of four flowing egos — you either fight the tide or you drown with the rest of them.
In the above example of personalities — the 8-year-old pretty much set the standard of the day with tantrums and demands and bad behavior that was unwittingly rewarded by the other flow-ers in order to continue their breathless stasis between the childhood chanting for attention.