The only person who knew me from before I was born, you have carried me. So many times you have been patient, sacrificing your needs for my wants.
Though I think I am independent, I know I am because of you. As you look down on me, I see you when I look up. And I want you to know that, your sacrifices were not in vain.
So often I have found that lack of knowledge makes the challenge seem more daunting than it is. Whether it’s a minor repair I need to do, or a major project I want to pursue, a bit of research and taking the first steps can get me moving in the right direction.
Yet, on a new day, I start at the same position, struggling with overcoming the inertia. So maybe, the best thing is not to stop, but to keep moving once I start. Worth a shot.
In his song “21 Questions,”, 50 Cent tells a girl that it is easy to love him when he is on top, and asks whether she would love him if he was down and out. Of course, it is difficult to know what transpired in his case. Not that it should matter to us.
What does matter though is that we also form, or hope to form good habits. We tell ourselves that we need these habits to be better people, for whichever goals we have for ourselves. And maybe, in our case, we are not left wondering like 50 Cent, but we do drop ourselves when the tide turns against us.
Building good habits is hard, and I am sure there are many more people much more skilled than me to offer good advice on the topic, but what I can vouch for is repeated practice. Reduce the volume of work when time is constraint, or you’re feeling a little worse, but keep on exercising.
That way, next time you are down, you will have the memory that you felt like this before, and you got it done that time, just like you will this time.
The moment I wake up, I’m already reaching for this device that seems to own the family. And every morning I ask myself, why now? Why is it so hard to appreciate silence, to be quiet, in your own thoughts, for the first few minutes of the day?
As this continue to be the case throughout the day, week, months and years, it is an open question as to what I have missed by not listening to myself without external activity.
One thought pops up and says, but why do you sleep? Isn’t that the time you’re processing things on your own? Live life, and forget the questions. That might be true, says the questioning side of me, but maybe it is time to find out what can be with a little more silence.
And so the journey begins.
Someday soon, there will not be a chance to write one more post, scribble another idea, take one more step, as time will run out for each one of us. So it is, that this moment is the only one we have to share the little we have with the world.
The next moment is not guaranteed. So this is my timestamp.
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