Month: February 2014

HOME IS STAGNANT. Why the mind loves to wake in a new city.

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Waking up in a strange town or city is both mentally shocking and purely magical. The brain and the soul seem to crave these events. They crave to wake up to something new and fresh.

The city of your home is comfortable and pleasent but it is ultimately a trap. It’s hard to leave and its hard to go out and explore it.

HOME IS STAGNANT! A pond that holds life and warmth but doesn’t allow you to be fresh and to feel impossibly small in a good way.

Waking up to the beeping of a new city or the rattle of different trains excites the senses for adventure, and it isn’t just the city were discovering! IT’S US.

“When you travel, you first discover a sense of your significance”

You first have this uncomfortable feeling that you are so insignificant in the world you are a thread away from being invisible, you are just a breath that floats for moment in front of the earth. Eventually that insignificance slowly erodes away your realisation of mortality. You accept your fate of insignificance to the earth and larger things. You open your eyes to the new sights with an eagerness that says, “who cares anyway, I’m going to explore my curiosities and I’m not going to worry about how I’m seen by others.”

New foods, new buildings, new mountains, new forests, new oceans are staring back at you. There is a moment you realise shortly after accepting your insignificance, that you are actually extremely significant. You are significant to yourself and to the people you meet and share your experiences with. These shared experiences are the most memorable we get to souvenir and bring with us everywhere.

Go forth and share your experiences. Share moments and they’ll last longer, smell sweeter, and stamp your heart harder than any others have before.

Whose the asshole?

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Sometimes we get carried away with ourselves and get overwhelmed. You’ve felt those moments you when you suddenly realise you’ve absorbed into yourself. Those days when everyone seems to be an asshole to you. Customers or clients at your job, colleagues, strangers in the street.. and never forgot other drivers on the road who can’t seem to drive without causing you grief. 

But what if they weren’t being the asshole?

“If you meet an asshole in the morning, then you’ve met an asshole. If you meet assholes all day then YOUR the asshole.”

This is a quote that hit me hard. Sometimes we just forget how self absorbed we’ve become. I know I have, and you have to step back, pull your head out from between your legs, remove the ‘bad day hat’ and accept you’re the one making your day bad. Smile and relax.

One lady at my workplace can be a real bitch without knowing it. One of those people who are constantly the victim. I told her this quote through a lie. To give this quote more legitimacy I breathed a story about my grandfather who would give me this quote as hand-me-down-life-advice. People always seem to believe something more if it isn’t coming from someone younger or closer to their age. So she heard these words through me but believed they were the culmination of an old man’s experiences. Pupils dilated she took in this knowledge and loved it.

two weeks later she snuck up on me at work and eagerly told me about her day yesterday. “I was driving around yesterday and was yelling at other cars on the road as everyone was driving like jerks. Then in the afternoon after I cursed a car under my breath I remembered what you said and realised i was being a bitch. I changed my who attitude for the rest of the day and began enjoying it without realising.” 

I keep realising I’m being an asshole every now and then, and i’m not even sure if its good or not cause I just end up feeling like a horrible person. Hopefully with time i will become more conscious of my attitude and how i treat people and will only see an asshole on the odd occasion and in the morning.

Whats your thoughts?