Imagine someone deposits $86,400 in your account. You can do with the money as you please. No questions asked. But at midnight, all the money you didn’t spend disappears, but you receive another $86.400.
The thing about this mysterious deal is that you never know when you’ll stop receiving the money.
So what do you do?
How to best spend the money? Continue reading
“Unless a man undertakes more than he possibly can do, he will never do all he can do.”– Henry Drummond
To push oneself to the limit. And beyond. In a way, this is what living a meaningful life is all about. The struggle, the desire to achieve more than seems possible.
Our potential is endless, our capacity for expansion exceeds our imagination.
More. More. More. Continue reading
“I’m not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.” ― John Green
Most of us don’t realize how strong we are. It seems as if we start off as being invincible. Or at least feeling as if we are. And life starts to happen, and we fail, time and time again, and suddenly we grow afraid of failure, oftentimes afraid of success just as much.
The trick is not to hide your pain behind a smile. Continue reading
The saddest words in the English language. If only.
If only I’d known what I know now, if only I had done this or that, if only…
Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. And time passes and heals wounds, and, in the end, regret is the only thing that ties us to our past. Or to a better version of it. Continue reading
The truth is that at some deep unconscious level we’re all broken. The sad truth of this world is that we’ve all been broken, lied to, cheated, or left behind. We’ve all lost something and we all miss people we’ve never even met. We all attach a certain melancholic beauty to memories that never even happened.
There’s good and bad in every person you meet. There’s beauty in searching for the good parts, there’s something noble about pretending that their light is all you see. Continue reading
One of my favorite opening lines goes like this, “Everything I write was once real life.”
It’s from Max Blecher’s last novel, The Shinning Burrow.
How do you turn real life into art? Into stories? How do you write about all the things you’d never have the courage to say out loud?
We spend an awful lot of time passively assuming we’ll live forever. What I mean by that? Well… binge watching TV, or scrolling through various newsfeeds on social media. Staring at pictures from people we don’t know on Instagram. A movie marathon involving a series of movies we don’t even like that much.
We build this intricate web of routines. We do the same things over and over again. We want comfort. We want safety. We want certainty.
But we also crave adventure.
How many things have you already postponed for tomorrow?
How many plans have you exiled to a distant future? When you’ll be ready, when you’ll feel like it, when you’ll have the money, the connections, the time, the courage? Continue reading