I make things happen. I have always had an understanding that we are not entitled to happiness, success, balance, etc. The world does not owe that to us. I would bet on myself 9 times out of 10 because I am responsible for my fate. I will be my own definition of successful because I know that I am capable, willing, and have the desire to do so. I am on the right track but am looking forward to becoming even more 'worth a damn.'
Most people I know are victims to their own thinking.
I have been remembering a theory I read. Or more appropriately said, i have been attempting and failing to remember a theory I read. It spoke of our beginnings. How times were simpler, less chaotic: fewer distractions, hormones, plastics, obstrocities. I think people (me) often have a desire to go back to those times. However, the author of this idea made a point to say that to go back to these times would be to neglect many good developments. Not to mention, it's just not realistic. They spoke of a modern reversal to simple things. A not backwards, but forward motion with a very intentional push to minimalize.
I am really not doing it justice, but it's beautiful.
PS I make up words, I know.
Working a 9-5 is particularly painful for me.
I have said it a million times that if I were ever so methodical, my spirit would die. Well, it hasn't yet. It might be because there is a light at the end of this tunnel. I am not stuck.
I believe the only thing to be as catastrophically wrong as not doing what you love for work, is to have to choose certain things that you love more than others. My hobbies do not have a ranking. I love them because they're mine and I am at peace when I do them. They are unique and lovely.
I guess this is why I am crafting this idea of life for myself. Because it's not about choosing. It's about creating, admiring, giving, flourishing, and enjoying. I long to defy modern-day-living-gravity by crafting a life that employs all such things.
A garage: a clubhouse.
Plants, warm lighting, tools, ideas, textiles, nature, music, bitter beverages, wide eyes, belly laughs, discovery. Statement words and pieces.
A hidden gem that you want to keep to yourself, yet feel compelled to share with the world. Is that too much to ask?