If I were to write a short letter to my younger self, it would be like this.
I’m in 2018 already for quite a while now. In my mind. Working, planning, new year’s seems like a day just to rest maybe for a bit. Than full on again.
Some things I would like to think about at the end of the year (and write about it on the last day):
I have crazy days lately and my writing suffers. Just here, I have a lot of writing to do elsewhere.
But that just let me to thinking about what makes me alive and what doesn't.
Having a job that you love is great. Doing good even better. Be with the people you learn from, amazing.
But all that does not fulfill you if you don’t play. If you don’t take time for yourself, if you don’t stop and awe at life, if you don’t dream.
Even with little things, you should treat yourself from time to time. Go for a cake, a beer, a nice meal.
I went for a favorite burger today. After a long work day. It is Monday. But that half an hour was my time and my burger’s. We had a lovely early dinner.
In my previous blog To follow a lifestyle I asked myself a question: What kind of lifestyle do I want to live?
As I think about life and needs, Maslow’s hierarchy of needs always comes to mind. And even it has been disputed by some, it does provide good platform to…
I have been thinking about this a year ago in a blog post from my 30 days writing challenge: Follow your Lifestyle, not passion!
The issues still stands. No matter what we’re working on, if we are good at something, passion follows. Passion follows also curiosity…
Sometimes I have a feeling my whole life is out of the comfort zone. Every move, project, or a job, has been something new, a challenge, an experience.
And sometimes I think to myself: I don’t need “out of the comfort zone” anymore. I…
Sometimes your highest priority in a day becomes sleep. To recharge. To regroup your mind muscles. To outmeditate the meditation and outmedicate the medication. To rest. Disconnect. Shut down computer inside. To blank out your slate for a clean plate in the morning.
Cities at night are always dark, no matter how much lights there are lit, how many people they have or how much the moon shines.
Roads are proverbially always long, especially those who take you to places you don’t want to go, to places that take you away from…
