Does it take time to think? Does it require much attention to feel? Does it demand a lot of power to breath? Or does life as a whole ask for a lot to live each day the way it should be lived? Happily, joyfully, with no concerns, and absolutely nothing to feel obliged to? A heart beats, and it moves the body and functions it with every new beat that echoes through the body; it will never be heard out loud, but it will always be felt. For the veins transport its heavy emotions, and the tissues wrap things around to protect them from any harm.
As I walked through the campus with a heart monitor on my chest, I heard its alarm go off. It sound disturbed my whole day, because I kept on thinking of the reason why I did that. Then when I realized that it was absolutely nothing to worry about, I began to wonder about my mind's great ability to overthink about everything. Is it just me? Or is it everyone? Why do we think of things beyond our imagination? The answer to that can only be found within our own selves, because we decide when to start thinking, and when to stop worrying about these thoughts.
Look around and you shall see. Breathe deeply and you will feel. The pages of our chapters will never stop being written, because our stories of glory and success will always be here. But how do we live with satisfaction about them? How can we say "Yes, I did that, I am happy" without thinking about the next step? How do we combine our forces together to close our eyes at night time, and wish ourselves a happy night with a smile and an inside joy? You see, I am still looking for these answers, because no matter how old we get, we will forever keep on running in an endless race. I glance around me and I see nothing but different lives, each one would be oriented towards a specific thing, and each person's mind would completely sink in the world of ideas that revolve around that one and only goal.
As the seasons change, the clouds clear out from a week long rainy days, and the leaves fall on the freshly wet ground, I began to think of all of these things which I just wrote. It is not logic when it comes to emotions, because we simply have got to feel whatever we have inside. That does not mean that we're depressed, it simply means that we need time for ourselves to go through the many things that we have on our mind one thought at a time. If you run, and stop, because you can't keep going anymore, then that's okay. Stopping to catch a breath does not mean quitting, it reflects having the courage to give yourself the needed time that would fuel your body up to keep going even harder. But for now, I will run after tomorrow and only tomorrow, because putting too much on my plate will definitely ruin the general taste of my experience.
As I walked through the campus with a heart monitor on my chest, I heard its alarm go off. It sound disturbed my whole day, because I kept on thinking of the reason why I did that. Then when I realized that it was absolutely nothing to worry about, I began to wonder about my mind's great ability to overthink about everything. Is it just me? Or is it everyone? Why do we think of things beyond our imagination? The answer to that can only be found within our own selves, because we decide when to start thinking, and when to stop worrying about these thoughts.
Look around and you shall see. Breathe deeply and you will feel. The pages of our chapters will never stop being written, because our stories of glory and success will always be here. But how do we live with satisfaction about them? How can we say "Yes, I did that, I am happy" without thinking about the next step? How do we combine our forces together to close our eyes at night time, and wish ourselves a happy night with a smile and an inside joy? You see, I am still looking for these answers, because no matter how old we get, we will forever keep on running in an endless race. I glance around me and I see nothing but different lives, each one would be oriented towards a specific thing, and each person's mind would completely sink in the world of ideas that revolve around that one and only goal.
As the seasons change, the clouds clear out from a week long rainy days, and the leaves fall on the freshly wet ground, I began to think of all of these things which I just wrote. It is not logic when it comes to emotions, because we simply have got to feel whatever we have inside. That does not mean that we're depressed, it simply means that we need time for ourselves to go through the many things that we have on our mind one thought at a time. If you run, and stop, because you can't keep going anymore, then that's okay. Stopping to catch a breath does not mean quitting, it reflects having the courage to give yourself the needed time that would fuel your body up to keep going even harder. But for now, I will run after tomorrow and only tomorrow, because putting too much on my plate will definitely ruin the general taste of my experience.
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