I don’t really know how I feel about life lately. Okay, so that makes me sound like a total emo psycho path. What I truly mean is that life has me a tad bit confused and I am seriously seeking some motivation.
I have lately been obsessed with the concept that…
We live to die.
We live to die. Kaput. Dead. Donezo. Adios.
Everything in between doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter what you did, what you owned, or who you knew because in the end, you are one thing… And that is dead.
Sounds depressing, right? So much for inspiration quotes within this lifestyle blogs post. However, it isn’t all negative Nancy over here. Over the course of my years…
After all, I am entering my quarter-life-crisis next month…
I have noticed one thing more and more prominently.
Life begins and ends with family. The people who come in and out during the middle don’t mean anything when you’re laying on your death bed surrounded by family (and longterm friends that you have proclaimed as family).
It sounds absolutely depressing but try to look at things on the brighter and more beautiful side. You come into this world with family, and despite all the shenanigans, bullshit and struggles that you go through over the years, when it is time for you to go, it is your family that is standing there beside you.
An odd thing coming from a girl who had major famjam problems over the course of the last 5 years. It’s a fascinating thing really. Maturity, maybe? Am I growing up? Nah… Never. Growing up isn’t for me, but maybe I am opening my eyes a bit.
Since I have gone on my whole, ‘I am living to die’ rampage, I put even more emphasis on the motto that I fill my entire days with, and that I will elaborate on in future blog posts.
Work to live, don’t live to work.
With that said, I am a broke ass Canadian writer for lifestyle blogs right now, but I have never been happier. With tax season around the corner, I realized that 2013 was the year where I didn’t really make any money. I spent what I earned, and although this isn’t something I can do for the rest of my life, I have to admit that 2013 was the best year of my life thus far.
I definitely have to spend less as I grow older because savings are a life-saver (no pun intended), but I vow to never be someone who lives to work. I will work to live my life to the fullest – and slap my ass and call me Spanky if I am going to spend 14 hour days working in an office hating my life and not enjoying my hard earned dolla dolla bills, ya’ll. That is the last source of motivation for this gal.
With all of that said, I challenge each and every one of my readers to
Work To Live and to not Live to Work.
Will you accept the challenge? If so, what changes do you think you have to make?
I highly recommend that you should read the Guide, Mind Secrets! It’ll truly help you wrap your head around all those thoughts. I think I need to pick a copy up too!