last night I couldnt sleep - We had learnt the most amazing philosophy stuff at Uni and it left me with more questions. My brain went into overdrive and I started thinking about how I could fix my life and achieve that illicit idealised happiness... How can I have made so many mistakes in the past?How can I stop being afraid of love? How can I be thinner? How can I get more money so I can own a flat like people in their late twenties should.... After an hour or so I gave up.... ................. I made a cup of herbal tea, laid in bed in my lovely little room (which is filled with keepsakes and photos of happy moments with my loved ones), I watched a couple of episodes of The Borgias, had a practice on my guitar and then started reading a new book about the Tudors... and all of a sudden all was well and I felt at ease..... Maybe happiness isnt a specific place you get to by ticking all the boxes your brain and society tell you to tick.... maybe its enjoying the little things and practicing being greatful....Im not saying dont self reflect or dream or try and improve things... But maybe make sure its from a nurturing forgiving and hopeful place. xxx
Posted on: Thu, 02 Oct 2014 09:01:56 +0000
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