It’s another morning, another day that will be better than the previous one.
I am sure of that, because each day we should all strive for becoming a better version of ourselves. Is it too much to ask for? Is it really that complicated that each day we do something different, we learn something new, we dedicate a minute, an hour to change something about ourselves that will make our lives better, that will improve our lives and bring more happiness and more joy to us and to people that surround us. Maybe some will say, well it’s a pressure, it’s a pressure to be told what to do, not to accept ”normality”, not to accept routine. But isn’t that the point of everything? The Theory of Everything? That we don’t take things for granted, that we escape our habits, and enjoy the beauty that life and this world offers us. Because life is indeed short. Yes we might reincarnate and live another life, and we might have lives many lives before this one, but this one is the one that matters. This one is the one that we have and that we are living every single day. Why be trapped into the same cube, within the same walls, and within the same borders, within the same box? The funny thing is that people believe in the idea of democracy, that they are free and that their lives are at their best, when in fact they have to deal with stress daily, with going to the same work (which they probably don’t like), meeting the same people, going on the same vacation (not the same place) year after year, staring at their phones first thing in the morning instead of looking up at the sky, or looking at the face of their partners, and smile at them. So what is all of that if not some really weird and twisted illusion of freedom that people have. And the sad part is people actually like all of it. They have accepted that that is their reality. To be controlled by themselves. Maybe it’s easier to be controlled and live in that bubble, but life is hard, and it’s an adventure, it’s a challenge, and when we grow old, the first thing that we remember are our experiences., we reassemble our memories and construct stories, stories that we tell our grand kids, or some other kid, and make their days positive, and make them smile. We don’t tell them how good our browsing experience was when we used our phones. We don’t tell them how many comments our Youtube channel had today, or how many pictures we uploaded today that received more than 50 likes. But it takes virtue to construct those stories. And the key for that and my word for today is patience. It takes time to enjoy those experiences first and dedicate time to really enjoy them when we were younger. What I am trying to say is that for many things we should wait. The waiting part makes the outcome of anything more beautiful, more intense, and more worth. It makes us think, it gives us ideas, we construct outcomes, and scenarios, and who knows, maybe because of those ideas and mental labyrinths that we access, maybe an idea arises and its created. Ideas are not born by filling our minds with loads and loads of unnecessary information each day, from media, to our jobs, to browsing the internet. As most may know, the Harry Potter books were created by Rowling being in a train, and just brain storming. That wait, where we allow our mind to enjoy and we give it freedom, is everything. Yes the 21st century is ore stressful than every, and yes things are set up in that way where we are confined by many factors, but we must do something to escape those chains, and make all of our lives better, not just ours. Because we are the architects or our lives and of our future. And for that we need to wait, and be patient and everything will be worth at the end. No matter what the outcome is. We will know that it’s the right outcome and the one that we have thought about and created and not some forced outcome.