And you know what? I have come to the conclusion that I am freaking tired of all the bullcrap that is forced down our throats. People telling us what to wear, what to buy, how to look so we’ll be happy. Billboards squeezing us to tell us this resort is the best, these shoes are better. I DON’T CARE. I HAVE A LIFE THAT WAS GIVEN TO ME. I LIVE HOW I WANT.
Freaking screw all of that.
Mixed with Taoism (surprisingly), which has been inspiring me the past couple of weeks because of a book we’ve been reading in class, I really get miserable when people complain about how lonely they are and how they aren’t happy. I am not a yuppie. But when you just clear your head for just a second, doesn’t that peace feel reassuring enough? You control your feelings. I swear it.
So stop sitting around your house and moping about how you’re so sad. Go out and just freaking do something. You’ve been given a body. Create. Compose. Write about your experiences. Take a walk. Paint a picture. Make up an imaginary friend you can throw punches with. Just stop being so consumerist. If you aren’t going to make yourself, then nobody is going to do it for you. Stop trying to be in control, because face it, you don’t control the big picture. You control this living, breathing, beating masterpiece that someone else doesn’t have anymore.
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