In the depths of insomnia some nights, I'll lie in bed and run back through my life, tracing a pattern from the major events, good and bad, to where I would be. It wastes hours of time. I've done this for as long as I can remember. The thing is, over that time, I started to realize that I was focusing on the things lost, rather than those gained by the choices I'd made. Shifting was difficult, and I still fail at it sometimes. But it, like life, is all about perspective, about wanting what you have rather than having what you want.
These kinds of dark thoughts, these nightmares, kill dreams and dreams are the most important thing in the world, when you're willing to act on them.
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