Sometimes we start to ask ourselves why we do the things that we do. Whether it’s caring about people who do not deserve us or working hard at something that doesn’t require it, it’s just how we are as people. It could be a good or a bad thing, sometimes it’s both. I’ve just been wondering why.
With long weeks comes more time for good moments, and let me tell ya, there were a few. Of those, and a few lessons to learn too.
There are a lot of things, from the simplicity of college years to my relationships, that I like to keep for as long as possible—even when I know that all of it is temporary. I forget that sometimes, that can be a good thing.
Essentially, it's kind of like saying it takes two to tango. Two hands to clap=everyone has a part to play in what happens. After all, it's never really just one person or one thing that plays into an outcome, it's usually a lot of little things. At least two.
So about that poem I just posted yesterday—if you haven’t read it, check it out here before reading this. I don't usually do posts like this, but I feel an explanation and understanding is due. This is it.
There’s both the carpe diem idea of “why not just go for it and figure it out later” and the realistic “you can’t fit a circle into a hole made for a square.” See where I’m at? I don’t know if either one is universally correct.
There’s this one concept that I’ve never quite been able to move past in my life. Call it a personal need to be important to people or be of use to others, but it’s gotten in my way. A lot. Maybe you can relate.