Finding the right words to say is tough.. really tough. Especially when you don’t want to be considered a tool or ungrateful just by a quick impulse of honesty (it’s make you not want to be a honest man anymore). I’ve been on the road for 95 consecutive days on a 130 day tour living on coffee, weed and toasties in Vans, Trains, Airplanes, Hostels and Fiats. Giving up a “normal” lifestyle to entertain the inner seems of America and Europe (even if they didn’t speak a lick of English). Don’t get me wrong, I am lucky and fortunate that I get to do exactly what I want to do but fuck.. I’m exhausted.
Have you ever looked yourself in the mirror and asked, “Am I the person I want to be at this present moment?”
It’s pretty hard to spread happiness if you can’t be happy with yourself. We seem to forget to think about the word “ME” sometimes. “How am I doing? ” ,”Am I comfortable now?” We spread ourselves so thin sometimes trying to make others happy that we don’t leave any for ourselves just in case we need a pick me up. Maybe that’s why we sometimes feel so hungry; we forgot what made us full in the first place.
We are like a herd of day dreaming sheep, following a road somebody else paved for us. We need to stop dreaming about what we enjoy and pave our own road. If this is the only chance we get on this earth then let’s play. Because one day when you’re sitting on your death bed (hopefully not soon) and start remembering your life moments, I’d never want you to say “I regret not doing something”. Even if you die trying, at least you gave it your all and fought till you couldn’t anymore. You can’t regret something like that.
So if we can for a couple minutes a day, put away the bong, booze, Facebook , phone, girlfriend (or anything else that feeds our 2 second attention spans) and truely ask yourself, “How are you doing?” “How are you holding up?” If we can start with self love then maybe our friends will follow the trend. (Being Happy will be the new DubStep, promise)
Find what makes you smile and never give it up..
Exhausted but still smiling,