Life, it’s just been coming at me in spoonfuls lately and the first few had an awful taste but the more I take and the more I bare seems to be making me better. In a better stronger faster kind of way that makes me excited for the next spoon. I’m not sure what’s going to be on it or if it will have a bad taste but the experience of it alone makes me smile and say “Let’s Go”
So I had this crazy thought, the meaning of life.. The biggest question we all ask our selfs. Could the meaning of life be to strive for knowledge and explore? And after we have learned so much and moved so far we stop thriving to learn and explore? We do this by learning so much that we make it simpler to find the information we already know and when we stop trying to learn we die?
People some close to my life seem to make life harder than it really is. And by making their life more difficult it seems natural to them and they pass it to me as natural and what expected. I see things differently sometimes I wonder if it’s to differently. The ones around me describe it as lazy, without thought or plan, or unproductive. But to me I see it putting me farther and in a better place in this life. I’m only 18 and I feel my best years are still ahead of me. I have this outlook that each day is my last, I understand the reality that if it is not there will be a tomorrow and you must prepare for that tomorrow to some extent but you shouldn’t stress about tomorrow in my opinion. You cant change tomorrow until it becomes today so why not work on today and let tomorrow come around. I could be wrong but that’s a chance I’m willing to take. I try to learn something from everything I do or see and to me in that I am preparing for tomorrow. I don’t wanna wake up 30 an only have regrets and memories I wanna wake up and feel blessed for the 30 years I’ve had and work to enjoy the next 30
I like to sit here at the mall and watch people come out of nowhere on the escalator. Gets me every time. (Taken with instagram)
