One problem I’ve always had with life was that I always thought I would one day reach this unknown destination. I didn’t know when I would reach it, but there was never a doubt in my mind that I would be there eventually. It wouldn’t be “the end”, but it was a place where I would finally be content with my life. This destination is where happiness was constant and unbreakable and where everything finally made sense. Some part of me always believe that this was what I was working towards.
But maybe that’s the problem: we’re always striving for tomorrow. We tell ourselves if we work hard today that it will pay off in the future. That if we do our schoolwork that it will eventually lead to a job that we love. That maybe it’s okay if we’re unhappy right now if all these speed bumps and hardships lead to happiness one day.
But what if one day or this destination never comes? What’s wrong with being happy right now and enjoying what you do what right now? I think we come to learn that life is never constant; that there are highs and lows; speed bumps and smooth roads. If we keep allowing ourselves to think that everything we want is this far off distant thing, than it always will be. Seize the moment; seize today; don’t be afraid to have everything you want right now. Life was never about the destination, but always about the journey.