Even though most of the times you don’t feel like your’re mad, you feel different. It happens to all of us. Sometimes we feel like there’s an invisible wall between us and the rest of the world. We feel alone, we feel different, we feel as though we’re not good enough. And it’s difficult to accept this. Most of the times, people simply try to find comfort: in their art, in another person, in aimlessly wandering through life. Continue reading
There’s one rule of success in any area of life that I hardly ever talk about.
Wake up in the morning, stare at yourself in the mirror, and just laugh at how silly you look.
We tend to take things way too seriously. Most of the things that cause us stress now won’t even matter in a few days, let alone a year from now.
I have come to understand that we live passively presuming we’ll live forever. How else would you watch bad TV, talk to people you don’t like, or stay the same up until the moment life demands change.
Why would you do that?
Boredom and routine as your best friends, by the age of 35 you’ll be doing 95% of daily activities subconsciously.
Habits that will be almost impossible to break out of. Continue reading
“We are all ordinary. We are all boring. We are all spectacular. We are all shy. We are all bold. We are all heroes. We are all helpless. It just depends on the day.” — Brad Meltzer
The biggest problem people have is their belief that they shouldn’t have problems. They have this strange idealism that forces them to believe in fairy tales that can barely exist on paper, let alone in the real world.
Thus, hell is not a place, but rather a feeling you carry around with you. The sense of “not quite.” The bitter feeling of “almost” that fills up your days.
The idea that you are stuck on the fifth chapter of your story and can’t write a single sentence anymore. Your main character does not know he’s the hero yet. He’s yet to figure himself out, has yet to understand his greater purpose.
To most people, it’s as if some part of their soul is missing, and what’s left is condemned to forever miss that part. Continue reading
“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” – Harriett Tubman
My father would always jokingly (or maybe not) ask me how do you call those who have a lot of ideas? I’d say “idealists” and he’d start laughing and say “idiots.”
I have always dreamed big, I have always imagined myself reaching for the stars.
When I was six years old, I’d dream that one day I’d travel to the US, change my name to Chris Packlem, and become the richest man in the world. I’d own all the world’s largest companies, and have an assistant by the name of John. I had absolutely no idea how that was going to happen, and I thought that I’d start by opening a grocery store somewhere in my twenties and then things would take off. But I had no doubt about it. Continue reading
“Never regret thy fall,
O Icarus of the fearless flight
For the greatest tragedy of them all
Is never to feel the burning light.”
― Oscar Wilde
Staying too close to the ground. Being afraid of the fall to such an extent that you never even spread your wings and fly. The lies you tell yourself, the life you have to live because of those lies.
It’s pathetic, is it not? All the excuses, no matter how valid. It’s pathetic to be envious of other people’s success, to be ignorant to the point of trying to find some external factors as to why you can’t do it and they can.
It’s heartbreaking. Continue reading
To be happy, we must become happy with who we are; we must accept ourselves, recognize the good, accept the bad, and come to see our flaws and shortcomings as proof of us being human.
But if you’re like me, there’s always something you want to change — fine tuning daily habits to help you reach your goals.
The problem is, many people just don’t believe they can actually do it — they have a negative self-image, and that negativity will stop them from achieving their goals every single time.
So today’s post is about this simple concept:
Fake it until you make it.
I have this strange custom. Every morning I like to go to the park and sit on the same bench and just gaze at the sun. For as long as I can, until my neck starts aching or my head starts hurting. If someone else is sitting on the bench, I stroll around the park until they leave.
One winter morning, something happened.
A woman was standing in the middle of the frozen lake, her feet struggling to keep her body balanced. It’s been so long since that moment that I forgot what she looked like. But I remember that she had a beautiful smile.
She was in love, that I am sure of.