It feels like we live life with multiple lives. We reinvent ourselves all the time. A new job, new home, new love, new passion, it can change just like that. I think it's like a jute-box set on random and repeat. We change every 4 minutes and 30 seconds. When is it enough? When do we find the right combination? Why did it seem so easy back then. I guess we have decided not to stop to smell the roses. Once you smelled one rose you've smelled them all I guess.
I sometimes think it would be good to just relax and wash everything away. I plan to just turn off all the useless voices and just enjoy a nice quiet few minutes taking in the sweet quiet and fresh air. That grounds me. I can see how far I have come and where I want to go. I am blessed and I know I really have a good life but sometime I need to look at mine and not others to realize I am good.
I am happy for everyone's success but I don't know their problems. I love my stress free drama free life and I don't have a huge house but I hardly go into the second bedroom of my 2 bedroom apartment. I won't force it, I'll just enjoy the ride. Maybe that is it right there, maybe that is enough.