Lately, I’ve been chewing on the idea that I want to live a good life. Not a great one. Not one with tons of fireworks and dramatic flair. Just a good one. With good people. Good food. A good time all around.
Who am I? It’s such a loaded question - it’s so unfair to be asked. I know that I am more than the sum of certain characteristics - brown eyes, bookworm, there’s just more to me than these ideas in a composite form. But I don’t know who I am.
This is one of the many ways in culture, it seems we are all seeking happy. As millennials, we are job hopping at high rates. Hookup culture is rampant because we can’t commit to the person that isn’t 100% perfect. We look to our culture of consumerism and ambition to find where our happiness lies. We accumulate and we expect that when our salary rises that our happiness will rise.
Hey y’all! Long time, no blog. It’s been quite a minute since I sat and talked with you all, and so I just wanted to write an update letting you all know how I’ve been. I am currently at home in New York City. The weather has been amazing here. I finished my freshman year classes on April 30th, and I finished my final exams on May 10th. However, I only got back home on last Friday, May 18th.
There are days when you’re happy and full of light - days full of laughter, of peace, the once in awhile stress free moments living life full of love. And there are other days where everything feels like it’s going wrong and you feel drained even though you weren’t really productive at all. One version of you is happy and one of you isn’t. Let’s figure out why.
No matter what time of year, we can always try improving and becoming the best versions of ourselves. It’s when we give way to our desires of the now that our ambition and productivity stops. We try to serve ourselves via instant gratification, forgetting the progress we’ve made leading up to this point. We have to remind ourselves of where we want to go, and how to get there.