It was interesting to me that you all were interested in my interests. Not that I don't think you're interested in what I do. But, sort of interesting that you want to know the why I do it of what I do.
My mom asked me about being as positive as I am, and I laughed. I didn't realize I was a positive person, but then again I don't think that am negative either. I guess I never really thought about it. I just don't see the point in being crazy obsessed about things that aren't thrilling. Don't get me wrong, I can be as dramatic as the next person (wait, did I just admit it? Crap.) But, in the end, what does being upset or negative do except make your day worse and detract from the quality of your life? It's a terrible waste of energy. You only live once, and no, I'm not into the whole Drake and YOLO shiz. I've been trying to live my life like that for most a good while. I really believe it, and try to live that way, and especially just want to leave this place a little better than when I came in.
Crap happens and you can never go back and change the way you reacted to something, or how long you spent worrying about it. Never. So, I just try to make the best of every situation and move on because someone somewhere has a real problem and the fact that my face hurts, or the doctor was a jerk, or that I stubbed my toe, are trivial things compared to span and size of the world (and really the universe).
I don't know if that makes sense. Summarily, I think I just realize that I'm part of something much bigger than myself and that stuff just doesn't matter, really.
I like to be happy, that's really just it.
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