What is the point of waking up if you expect the day to be terrible – lack luster, uneventful, completely mundane? I wouldn’t wake up if I expected that. Lucky for me, I don’t expect that. Hours later, the conversation finally ended. I couldn’t believe it. I still can’t believe it.
I woke up late today. I (sort of) did everything I wanted to do. I went to the gym tonight. It’s been packed the past few nights. I’m shocked I even felt motivated to go. I’ve had to read a few books over the past few days and what better way to do cardio? There are only so many Twitter updates I can read at one time.
Among the things I did, I had a long conversation today. Borderline arguing. I wanted to shake him. I admit that I’m naive about many things, but about enjoying life? I don’t think so. I recalled all the amazing things I’ve experienced and why I did them. I thought about the people that taught me the lessons that would change me. I tried to convey that work, when it becomes so, will be fun, exciting and maybe even amazing. Why would I spend years feeling a little too melancholy?
The silver lining. Tucked away under everything we do.
