The way people differ

Some of my friends are happy with the way things are. Average job. Average husband. Average yearly routine. A teeny tiny part of me envies them. They are happy with average. Happy with the present, happy with the future ahead of them.

I don’t envy them because they are happy…I’m happy too…in my own way. I envy them because they don’t feel that pressure. The pressure to be more. The constant pressure you feel when you can’t just be satisfied with the way things are laid out to be. The pressure springing from a place within you that repeatedly chant in your ear, a hollow uncomfortable space within you saying you were not made for
an average future, so stop building on an average future.

But the worst part of feeling that pressure is that you know if you don’t stop ignoring that feeling in your gut, if you just continue with the average, you ARE just average.

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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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