The now

Why do we worry so much? Why is there a constant voice at the back of our heads screaming that all good things will eventually come to an end? We have a knack for thinking the worst and I don’t blame us. Life usually gives us a reason to think so.

I recently caught myself going over these lines from Man’s Search for Meaning written by Viktor Frankl, “What did the prisoner dream about most frequently? Of bread, cake, cigarettes, and nice warm baths.” These are all things you and I take for granted.

Bread.

Nice warm baths. 

I think I might just appreciate them more now.

I was thinking of all the little things I enjoy the most and I came up with these 3 things:

  1. The fresh scent of coffee brewing early in the morning, even though I’m not much of a coffee drinker myself.
  2. Feeling the cooler side of the pillow when you turn it over.
  3. People smiling.

We really need to get lost in the now more, no?

So lets.

Chances

I have a friend who has this thing for going all in. Yesterday they were ridiculed for being too obvious while talking to someone. Needless to say the people’s laughter was met by my friend’s embarrassment. It was all too familiar, time and time again I’ve seen people being jeered at for not hiding their feelings well enough.

I do think there is a fine line between enthusiasty and plain desperation. Is being apparent (subconsciously or otherwise) really such a bad thing?  Regardless of the end result, isn’t taking a chance going through hell in itself?

“Are you happy in your own shoes?”, my friend asked me later that day. I didn’t know what to reply so I just stared. They smiled and said, “I am.”

I think trying too hard isn’t too bad. And apples are just lovely. No?