I’m all for roaming around until my feet hurt, but let’s be honest– we are not inexhaustible. We’re not invincible. This world around us is far too big for us to explore every single corner of it in a single lifetime.
Believe me, I catch myself wishing desperately that I had the means and the time to do so properly so I could experience the infinite beauty that this planet has to offer. But I am only human and I have other responsibilities. And I have to think about being responsible, like a proper adult. It’s a vicious cycle where our dreams often clash with our means at hand and and how our means can often determine whether we can achieve all of our dreams.
Me, personally? I wouldn’t brush it off as impossible just yet, but it still seems like it from where I stand. And you know what? I don’t regret the circumstances because it would be utterly futile to do so. What can be done about it is in no way within my reach of control. So what is the point in me worrying myself sick over something that I know is not going to happen?
After all, don’t we all worry ourselves sick over something we have little to no control over?
We catch ourselves grasping at straws and attempting the impossible– which isn’t a bad thing at all. But isn’t it exhausting to always expect for something that we don’t have, instead of at least trying to be grateful for what we already have?
We all want many things from this world and we want to live a happy, satisfying life. But would any of it ever be worth it if we were never grateful for what we had in the first place?
I guess it’s worth thinking over. Xx