Stripped naked but moving
I wanted to write about something that sparked a thought in me. I want to share it with you, maybe you might resonate with it or maybe this is just my outlet.
It all began by listening to this silly catchy little song —
It just mentions how being a millennial comes with living off credit cards and student loans and not having the fear to do it. True, the balls it takes to do that and it got me thinking. A year ago, I took a leap of faith leaving behind my job, my friends, my family and just taking a ticket and an admit in an University believing I can make it, not much thought. Just pure confidence, what is the worst that could happen, we are young wild and free(bare my Wiz Khalifa ref), we can make it.
You come on to the other side and things happen, life happens. You have opportunities, you rise up, you struggle at some, you fall down. Through these - You learn the education system, you learn to make friends, you learn what the industry wants, you connect with family. It is ground zero and you quickly learn that you are naked, like a new born learning to survive. But, what fascinates me is that there is this innate mindset that somehow creeps into each one of us. That maybe we get ahead with life, if we do a certain thing, make a certain amount of money, get a certain kind of life, live a certain way. But I believe that is distorted perspective imprinted onto us.
When you are stripped down of everything and then things outside your control happens like a global pandemic. You do struggle to make progress, you do struggle to find your way, you do feel like you are being set back in life. But that slowly but surely changed my perspective from thinking of this entire thing as trying to get ahead. Instead, it is just that we all are just doing, we are all just moving and that is all that matters.
The yardstick to progress is movement and keeping that engine moving takes a whole lot strength — mental and emotional. And I see everyone around me strive towards it, I see my sister finding ways to raise a child during this time, I see my friends and family finding ways to work and take care of their career, I see my parents trying to take care of their health and themselves during this time. I find myself, trying to pursue knowledge and make a career out of it. I am moving, and that I feel is a yardstick of progress.
To anyone out there with whom this might resonate, you are moving and that is progress. Destination — post covid, dreams coming true, finding your purpose, finding love, making money, fame; all just a pit-stop. Never stop moving!
