OK, so i know that life is not about how much you make or how many material things you acquire (but sometimes, it's nice to have a couple of DVF dresses in your closet). I'm not sure exactly what I want to say in this post, but it might go something like this.
It's the people in your life that make your life. Your decisions have a lot to do with it, but if you really think about it, it's the people. The people you choose to keep around you will open you up to new experiences, challenge you, test you, make you smile, make you laugh (even better), make you think, and go through shit with you. So you look back and remember, either alone or together, about this-or-that moment and it's a memory shared. Every get-together with my girls, there's at least one story/memory from the past brought up that becomes the topic of conversation for a few minutes. Even sharing a glass of wine is better with someone you want around. Having that person (friend, family, significant other, etc.) is why most people would rather not dine alone or go to the theaters alone - because it's nice to share the experience with someone, because everyone else around them shares experiences. Of course, the occasional lunch by yourself is calming and comforting - and that's all good once in awhile.
Another thing that boggles my mind is my ability to think or over-think. Sometimes I wonder if I'm thinking too much into certain things. What if I just let it be and see where it takes me? Then another part of me wants, thinks I should be the catalyst of my destiny. All this is confusing. It's like a broken traffic light turning red-green-red-green every few seconds.
You know that saying that some parents say "you can be anything you want to be"? Really? Can I? Can I, like, be the next food network star? sure - but I'd have to know my shit around the kitchen. I'm not even sure what my point is here. I think it's that I, and most of the world's population, would like things handed to them: happiness, success, and money. But.. it's not handed to us. We have to grind. Work hard for it. Some people just work. Others work hard, and it's probably those people that, once in awhile, get to wake up on a beautiful sunny, cool and breezy Monday to shop, eat at a nice restaurant, and catch a matinee with a good friend.
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So then are you happy? I know you have a fantastic circle of people around you, so you must be.
Do you feel like you're one of those hard workers, or are you slacking?
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