I'm on the ferry now and I thought back to when I took the ferry when I first started working and that memory felt strangely distant. Time has literally flown right by me. I don't even feel like its something I'm keeping up with. Once June swings around I will have been a part of the "real world" for the equivalent of 1/4 of my entire college experience. How did I get here? WHEN did I get here? I almost felt older back when I was a senior in college because I was at the top of the hierarchy. At the top, simply to end up right down at the bottom again.
I've been reevaluating my outlook on a lot of things lately. I think I've always made everything more difficult than it had to be. Life is simple...you live it. That's it. It's funny how we tend to amplify our importance on earth when, in actuality, it all boils down to is survival (paying the bills) and reproduction (starting a family). Any stresses beyond that, we've somehow fabricated for ourselves because we're afraid of feeling bored and/or lacking meaning. I mean think about the people we look up to as kids - celebrities...and what are they doing? Acting.
I'd like to believe that life is more than just about survival. There is a difference between "surviving" and truly living. Only when we find a balance between "surviving" and being happy, do we truly begin to live.
ReplyDeleteI think what she meant is that when you really think about it, life is only about the simple, most basic things you do everyday (primal instincts); eating, sleeping, having sex.
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