One of the hardest things to accept is that most of us are unhappy with our work. We strive to make progress only to look in the mirror and struggle to keep a smile. Yesterday, I took a walk and watched the wind rustle leaves on the trees in my estate. As I navigated around potholes I contemplated a contradiction. Why is it we work hard to build castles with no foundation? Chase after illusions so that people can celebrate us. The job, the house, the clothes, the trips, the accolades, Lord forbid that relationship you have; all an illusion to gain acceptance. If I asked you to take some time off and go somewhere secluded alone. Would you experience joy, or dread? The dread of being forgotten. Dread of your existence being irrelevant in the grander scheme of things. And for that, you hold on to this life desperately. Grudgingly. Keep those castles up in the air with all the fiber of your existence. A few days ago my fridge capitulated after years of faithful service. I...
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