I've been asking myself this question for the past few days,
"Am I living life to the fullest each day?"
Saying "I live life to the fullest" is easy but are we really doing it? Mean it?
Are we doing it to satisfy the wants we have?
Are we doing it in the expense of others?
I asked someone here and was shocked with how simple her answer was.
She told me that she lives life the way she wants it to be -
like wake up each day, say her prayers, do yoga, watch movies, and eat food she loves and crave.
That, is how she lives her life and according to her she feels content and happy with it.
The way people see things really vary from one person to another.
So I was struck with another question in mind again.
"Am I thinking too much?" "Am I being too hard with myself again?"
I mean, I appreciate little things around me. I do.
There are lots of simple and random things around me that makes me smile.
Yet, there seems to be a missing puzzle.
You know that feeling when you were a kid trying to solve a complex puzzle
only to find out that a piece was amiss?
That's how I feel.
This looks like a long journey of seeking answers.
Answers that might even come from within me, if only I can read the signs and realize it.
Well, I guess I need to go out and burn my lungs again (brisk walking not smoking!).
P.S.
Which is why I am writing this book.
To think. To understand it. It just so happens to be the way I'm made.
I have to write down to feel I fully comprehend.
-Jostein Gaarder
