Realize what you have

They say that you don’t know what you have until you lose it.

That is why I want to put this in words. Just to make sure I realize what I have, because I don’t think I can have this forever. You never know when something is going to change, but I can feel that change is not to far away. After all life’s all about knowing when to let go.

‘All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.’ -Havelock Ellis-

Think of the ugliest shade of green you’ve ever seen.


Something like this. (Credit: backgrounds.picaboo)

Now think of it on a large kitchen counter. Not a day go by where my two housemates and I don’t have tea around that counter. The feeling of joy, freedom, unity and comfort. Making jokes (usually at the expense of one of the other two), laughing so hard there’s literally tears flowing. Careless, the world and problems can wait for later, it’s just us and our audible happiness.

We have fake interviews to help prepare for real interviews.We think of all the funniest questions and off cause we do this [audio]  for almost every answer given. We insult each others breakfast cereal and laugh about each others childhood memories. You know the one time she woke up on a cat?

I can only hope to have something similar in all phases of my life.


About Die reis

So....I really believe that I’m not the only person feeling this way. Like Lucius Annaeus Seneca  put it: "If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind is favorable." And that's exactly my problem...I have no idea where I want to be. I’m content in the moment, but is constantly restless about the future. I have too much of a hunger for success and fulfillment to just leave it there, but never in my life have I had a clear picture of where I want to be. Therefore I want to make life about the journey. I want to appreciate life for what it is, and not let the small things pass me by without noticing them. For the "where do I want to be?"...maybe I will find out along the way.
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