There, behind the desk in the tiny, cramped up office.
Do you dream of overturning that desk?
Do you write and rewrite that letter telling off your boss and declaring your resignation?
Do you feel like there’s something more out there, just waiting for you to scoop up that opportunity and take it?!
Of course you don’t.
Because in this world, I see a few types of people.
There are the dreamers. The ones who either were given successful careers and dance across their lives in pure joy and contentment or those who worked like hell to get it.
Then, there are the squandered dreamers. The ones who are sitting behind that ruddy old desk, just like yours, but who gaze out that window into the endless horizon, dreaming about what it would be like to just leave and start off their greatest adventures… But never having the courage or opportunity to go for it.
Then, there’s you.
You don’t think that there’s anything out there. You look at those dreamers, or those closet dreamers, and you think, Pfft. How naïve do ya have to be? None of that’s for people like me. Sometime, they’s all gonna have to wake up in the real world.
Now, the voice in my head as I wrote that was a rickety old man who’d most likely pick up a cane and wave it at those darned meddling kids to get off his lawn right after that spiel. You know why? Because his thoughts are such an old way of thinking. Back when we sat around the fire and wondered how it got there.
Back then, sure, that was a common idea of how the world worked. You go to school, maybe go to college, if you’re the favorite child, get a good job, make some money, get married, have kids, retire and die. Yeah, you’re right. I don’t see “follow your heart” anywhere in there, either. Let’s just discard the idea of that world and try to think about this.
Is this the kind of life you want to live?
Really think about this. I don’t want you to start thinking about all the reasons it has to be this way, I don’t want your excuses, I don’t want to hear that you’re not special so you don’t even have a chance. I don’t want to hear it.
This idea of the “real world” that everyone keeps talking about doesn’t exist. It’s a figment of your imagination. It’s something someone made up a long, long time ago to scare you. Do you know why they wanted to scare you? Because they were scared. They were the same as you, stuck in a dead end, colorless life, unable to find a way out. And misery loves company, right? They banded together and created what we now know as society.
You look at all these famous people, all these successful people and you think, well that could never be me. But have you talked to any of them? Have you taken a brief look at their lives? They never thought they’d be them either.
What makes you any different?
I hear people around me, every single day, counting down the days until they retire. Retire! They are counting down the days of their lives! Staying miserable at whatever dead end job they have just because they think that there is no way out. More than that, they are afraid of that way out. There’s always a way out. But it’s what’s beyond that door that you’re afraid of.
I get it.
Nobody likes change.
But take it from someone who knows. Change is damned hard, but try to think about what you have right now. That dead end job in that place where barely anyone knows your name, where the work you do today gets sent in and no one cares about it by tomorrow.
Are you honestly happy?
We don’t like change because it’s uncomfortable. We’ve got a status quo and when we release that and grab onto something new, we don’t know if that’s gonna hold us. But think about what you’ve got now. It might hold you, but it’s not doing much else.
With the type of person I’m talking about, the ones who believe in the “real world,” the ones who are terrified beyond belief, I’m not sure if anything I’ve written here is going to mean anything to you. You probably think that finding happiness in your life is a hoax. Or it’s not worth the effort. Or it’s not meant for “someone like you.” And I could sit here and try to convince you that you’re wrong.
But I won’t.
I can’t change the mind of someone who doesn’t want their mind to be changed.
But I’ll leave you with this.
You’ve got a life. You have been brought to life by whatever being you want to believe put you here. You can think, you can feel. You’ve got your very own name. You have a personality. Talents. Even if you don’t know what they are, you’ve got them.
If you think about it, you’re a masterpiece. Just Google how your brain works, how you heal yourself, your emotions and your inner structure. It’s incredible.
You weren’t put here, you weren’t created, to sit behind that desk. You were given a gift. You have this life, and you’ve also been given the choice on how to live it. Something, somewhere, worked damn hard to make you who you are today. Staying miserable in this one life of yours is a choice, and it’s… it’s like you’re taking all that you’ve been given for granted. But, again, it is a choice. And it’s your choice. So…
How do you want to live yours?