Call it a millennial crisis if you want...
But in my 30's, I realized I don't actually want the life I worked so hard for. I don't care about titles. I don't care about climbing anyone else's ladder. I care about time. I care about slow mornings. I care about peace.I care about bare feet at the beach with nowhere to be.
I still want to make money... just not at the cost of my life.
You know what really bugs me these days? We can't own anything. Everything is a subscription service, like literally everything. You can't buy Microsoft Office, you have to purchase a subscription for a year. You literally have to pay for everything FOREVER. Isn't anyone else bothered by this?
You need boredom. A lot of it. Start by going on walks without music. No stimulation. No distractions of any kind. If you learn to sit with your own thoughts, for long enough, in time they will start serving you. You'll start having ideas once again. You'll start developing an extreme sense of clarity that will shift you into the next stage of your life. All by being bored, which is pretty insane.
Every time I spoke up about something that bothered me, I somehow ended up being the problem. Instead of hearing me out, everything turned into my reaction, my tone, or the fact that I even brought it up. That’s when I realized some people don’t want honesty, they want silence. They don’t mind doing things that affect you, they just don’t want to hear about it afterward. Once I saw that pattern, I stopped explaining myself and started keeping my distance.
Shoutout to the folks who do that little awkward jog when a car stops to let them cross. You’re not actually going any faster, but the effort is adorable. I see you. I respect you.