Just the other day, I was ranting to my better half about how I sometimes felt that I was stagnating. Stagnating in life in general and my professional career too. I was always a little ambitious by nature...to the extent that everything in life came (still sometimes comes) after my own professional aspirations and priorities.
Then, on a random public holiday in the middle of the week, while I crept about completing my chores a random thought came to my head. I could use my hands to do my own work. I could walk around wherever I wanted. I could see, breathe and feel. My senses were alive, but was I?
Experience things. Experience real life. See it all before you go. I always thought I'd live like a hippie. Instead, I started living like a corporate go-getter. Who loses the basic key factors for a good life.
Good doesn't necessarily mean what I want.
I'm one of the most fortunate people around...not because of my house, or car or dog or fancy phone.
I am because I can do everything I want. I'm not limited in any way. But, does that make up for me? Sometimes. No.
Looking around, I realize that mostly all my peers are like me. We crave. We want. Wants never end. We live a life.
But,at some point...we all go. We all have to go. Nothing is immortal as is no one. So what's the point in wanting to be at the top when I can walk around at a leisurely pace and breathe the air around me and feel the evening butterflies flutter around me?
When its my time to go...what will I miss more? The life I lived, or the one I didn't?
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