This started as a diary post, but then I realized I wanted this to be more than just a late night thought in my brain.
Life is short. So they say. I don’t know if life itself is short, or we make it short. Life is short when you’re living a mediocre life wishing for something more. Wishing is what makes life short.
There are so many things I want to do in my lifetime. So many skills I want to acquire. So many places I want to see. So much food I want to eat. I don’t want to stroll through a life of mediocrity. I want to live a life full of risks and adventures. I want to live.
It’s hard to really go out and DO something. To put something on hold or to leave something behind. But I think that’s how we live. Living is doing something out of the ordinary, something that while you’re doing it you’re thinking “Wow I’m REALLY doing this.” I want to have many of those “Wow I’m REALLY doing this” moments. If life doesn’t excite you, what’s the point??
Sure, life is not a million years long. But we are given 365 chances a year to try something new. Life doesn’t have to be about taking big leaps of faith. But venturing out of your comfort zone a little doesn’t hurt. One day try a new restaurant. Try out a new hobby. Take a different way to work. It doesn’t take a trillion bucks to live a life worth living. It takes courage and a little imagination.