"TODAY is a gift, that's why they call it the PRESENT"
Experience taught me to not lose my most important day - today - to the memoirs of past, neither vain away time in idyllic dreams of the future. A perfect future is still a dream, but a remarkable present can be a reality!
I took a short break from work, and spent the best days I had had in a long long time. It was perfect and I was happy not having a care about anything in the world. I ate what I wanted to, slept when I felt like, loved and laughed often and did what my heart asked me to.
And then I was back. For the next teo weeks (or more) I lived in the recollection of the awesome time, I practically refused to come out of the past time. Relived the moments in my head, smiled at the past and cried that the blissful days ended Then for the next two weeks I obsessed about making my future perfect by dreaming and planning and groping in the dark and I cried for the future did not seem under my control.
So before I knew I had lost a month, a whole month of my wonderful life. I practically have no memories of the last month, it seemed to go by in a jiffy because I did not allow myself to live, to love or laugh. I was lost in the melancholy of what was missing or the anxiety of what might come.
Never underestimate the passing moment, for you can chose to do whatever you want to with it, its yours to make it eternal by making the most out of it or to let it fade away in the sand of time that was or would be.
Carpe Diem!
Experience taught me to not lose my most important day - today - to the memoirs of past, neither vain away time in idyllic dreams of the future. A perfect future is still a dream, but a remarkable present can be a reality!
I took a short break from work, and spent the best days I had had in a long long time. It was perfect and I was happy not having a care about anything in the world. I ate what I wanted to, slept when I felt like, loved and laughed often and did what my heart asked me to.
And then I was back. For the next teo weeks (or more) I lived in the recollection of the awesome time, I practically refused to come out of the past time. Relived the moments in my head, smiled at the past and cried that the blissful days ended Then for the next two weeks I obsessed about making my future perfect by dreaming and planning and groping in the dark and I cried for the future did not seem under my control.
So before I knew I had lost a month, a whole month of my wonderful life. I practically have no memories of the last month, it seemed to go by in a jiffy because I did not allow myself to live, to love or laugh. I was lost in the melancholy of what was missing or the anxiety of what might come.
Never underestimate the passing moment, for you can chose to do whatever you want to with it, its yours to make it eternal by making the most out of it or to let it fade away in the sand of time that was or would be.
Carpe Diem!
