There's this thing that I used to enjoy. I enjoyed it very much. It became a thing that I enjoyed for years and looked forward to this thing whenever it took place. And then the thing started to become less of the thing I enjoyed and more something else. Eventually, it became a thing that was the complete opposite of the thing that I enjoyed and suddenly, I didn't want anything to do with that thing anymore.
So I took a step away from that thing and moved on to something else.
Funny thing is even though I'm not doing that other thing that I left behind, there's no real void. If anything, it feels like a great weight has been lifted from me. Suddenly, I'm feeling much better about life and the world in general. And I found some other things to enjoy... but I wonder how long these things that I enjoy turn out to be less so... and how long before they become something that I can't enjoy?
This is a general thought process that occurs whenever I stop enjoying something that I've enjoyed for years. A circle, if you will. I'm not denoting anything specific nor am I saying anything in particular. I'm just expressing a thought here.
Something to think about...
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