Symmetry

Monday, October 18, 2009

I am writing this in one of the coolest coffee shops that I have ever entered. It is called ‘The Flightpath.” It is located off of 51^st St. and Airport. It has a very distinct retro feel. The furniture is from the 1960’s and I am sitting at a table with a seashell lamp that looks like something I would find in Lake George with my grandparents. I have fallen down a rabbithole in the world of “Mad Men” and everyone around me has an Apple labtop.

This will be brief and fragmented. I am on my second cup of coffee and my mind is going at light speed right now. I ask you to fall down the rabbithole with me on this Monday morning. It will be fun, I promise.

I sit in Austin and try to fit myself into so many different molds. I watch so much of other people and what they do. I read about the great artists and how they became great. I look at my happy friends and try to understand why they are happy. What are they doing that I am not?

How are they so happy? Is there is a special formula that I missed out on at child birth?

What I have found is that everyone is struggling. This world is a struggle. Breathing is a struggle. Surviving is a struggle. Working is a struggle. Happiness is a struggle.

What I do understand is that you need to be yourself.

Follow your own passions and never worry about other people. If they truly care for you, they will be there not to judge you, but support you.

This life is not a competition. Do not read other things that tell you are too fat and not good enough.

Do not compare what you have done or where you are at with anyone else.

The formula that allowed someone else to be successful will not be the same for you as everyone is different.

Everyone has their own passions and thoughts. Follow them. Do not listen to the society and allow them to tear down what you are.

“You think about yourself so much you ruin who you are.” ~ Bright Eyes

Be yourself. Be happy with yourself. If you are not, be someone else. What you were yesterday will not dictate what you will be tomorrow.

Be patient with things working out as they always do.

We are what we are and that is something to never apologize about and embrace. If you cannot embrace the soul you have, how can you allow anyone else to?

Love everything in this world. Love the feel of grief. Love the feel of Love. Love the feel of fear.

Love it all as it is all that we have in this place.

When the music stops and there is no time left in the hour glass it is all that we have.

Will you look back with a smile or a frown?

Will you Love the moments that pieced together like a jigsaw puzzle that allowed a collage of your life?

Or, will you be filled with regret for not enjoying the moments that life had offered you?

Either way, it is something that we will never know until that moment happens.

I am trying to get out there and enjoy the music as it plays. I do not want that feel of regret. I feel that regret for them moments that I have already ruined in the past.

Concluding, regret is the worst of any of the feelings. The only way to avoid it is to always be honest and understanding.

Moral: Mondays can be great if you find a retro coffeeshop that just makes you smile. Go onward and enjoy the little beauties that life has to offer in the details of the construct.