What’s really important in life? Money, power, possessions, status, job…, family, friends… freedom… or time? I can’t deny that at some point all the above might be important, but not equally important at the same time, except time itself, the most precious and yet it’s always being taken for granted. However, time is the only thing I am not focusing on, in this post so let’s get it started with all the rest:
= Can’t really live without money. You will need food at some point, won’t you? + other basics.
= As for the rest, it remains a necessary mean to do important things in life such as travelling and exploring, going to concerts of your favorite bands, buying more books. With these experiences you will make so many good memories and life changing experiences. I plan to buy a professional camera soon, for my photography hobby and ehm… well yeah it’s not that cheap.
The many of us, repeat the same thing over and over again. We are eager to learn. I am eager to learn, because I have so much to, so it’s imperative for me.
Thing is, that the learning process is not always smooth and quiet, don’t get me wrong, if it was always that easy, probably I would have learned less and less hehe ;p I am kind of a sucker when it comes to difficult stuff (And I still ask myself: “Why am I always getting in trouble?” Go figure! -_- ). And again, don’t get me wrong I have my moments, I break, I cry, I complain, I whine but the thing is, the final and ultimate thing is, I don’t bend. Not that I am saying it for pride or anything (ok, maybe just a little) but it’s still a matter of fact.
My dear friend says: “Sto comodo se sto scomodo!” which in English means: “I am comfortable when I am uncomfortable!”
But I decided to quit so, I need to focus right now.
How do you cope with death?
Why does it feel like this question plops and sinks?
You learn eventually, to cope with life, life is always difficult but it takes longer, so you adjust and evolve as you have no other choice, get ready for the next challenge, a bit harder. Jump little rabbit, yeah, just a bit higher.
Cake tastes like all heavenly sugars and smells like all sweet flavors you put in it.
I enjoy it, you do, they do, we all do. What’s left then? The candles. The number they represent, is it just an angle the way you or I see it?
I am in my late 20s, and I confess that sometimes when I wake up in the morning I just wish I was much older, like 73! Why 73? Why not. Why not 70? or 75? Haha too plain, too mainstream, well 73 sounds like well thought, like I know what I am talking about, but the truth is I don’t. However it sounds kind of cool, because people can’t help asking the questions above. C’mon didn’t you? ;p
Have you ever thought what’s it like to be another person?
Quite often when I am walking or when I take the bus, I find myself looking at other people. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder about their lives, their backgrounds, their current situation. I am curious to learn about their dreams and expectations, their hopes and most importantly their thoughts and feelings.
I am going to keep it short, although luxury to some of us may give a lot to think about.
Simply put, to me, luxury is something you can’t afford just yet. And this axiom is not restricted to material well-being only, big part of it yes but not just that. Well it makes sense since wealth and richness is also in one’s mind and soul, right?
Where I live, to many of us some choices are considered to be luxurious ones.
The title might sound a bit confusing, since we often read articles about:
Why people read? Why some of us love to read? Why should we read? What are the benefits of reading? And so on.
However I have never truly nor seriously explored the reasons why some people don’t read or don’t like to read.
I won’t list reasons such as lack of time, honestly that’s bulls*** . We all have very busy schedules, but some manage to find the time to read 50 pages/day and thinking of which, it’s not even that much to ask. So stop making up excuses, if you don’t like to, or don’t want to just say so, there is nothing wrong with it.
I have my moments as well, you know. But I get back from the hiatus, as I feel the urge to read again, as like my soul misses something essential to breathe and my mind feels poor and depleted.
Ok, then enough with me and straight to the point:
It had been a while that I wanted to get inked for the second time, before choosing exactly what. I didn’t know the spot yet, but I knew that if I managed to figure out the tattoo, it would be much easier to decide which part of my body.
I’ve had several volatile ideas, which didn’t stick too long and not being sure, I didn’t want to take the risk of a later regret. I wanted something profound but also fun and cute, thinking of which, I was wishing an idea to pop up just like the cute little lamps being switched on with that little entertaining *tring* sound. In the blink of the eye, the idea of the lamp became the idea I was looking for. Finally, it was settled and the spot immediately after. 🙂
I googled, the meaning: seek for the light of knowledge and research, the light and strength of the human mind. It was perfect for me!