Aliveness by the sea
For the last 10/15 years I convinced myself I didn’t like to go on vacation.
My young, entreprenurial mind used to reply: “vacations from what?”. At the time, I was working 12-18 hours, not sleeping, eating junk, smoking cigarettes and drinking alcohol.
So maybe I did need some vacactions. At least from that way of living. But I didn’t see it that way, I had to make money, for whatever reason (didn’t need that much back then, don’t need much now).
I am now writing this from a balcony, where I can watch and hear the sea. I think it’s the first vacation I feel enjoying. And it just started today.
I think it’s obvious that this way of thinking has a lot to do with my recent “change of heart”, which was quite literal. But I know people that went through the same and either continue with their life as if nothing happened (which I envy) or they got worse.
Me? I started reading and practising being present and enjoying life. What’s enjoying life? I’m not sure I can say yet, but it probably feels like you are in the right time and place, like a balcony where you can see and hear the sea.
Thank you for reading.
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