But am I willing to eat it?
I have travelled. Mostly Europe, but Los Angeles and New York are also on my been there and want to go back list. There's so much to see and I want to see it all. Not just seeing, but experiencing. Isn't the best way to experience a city and what it really is like to live in it? Two cities immediately come to mind as I'm writing this last sentence: New York and London. Both of them have this energy and fast pace in which you can lose yourself. But for me it also gives me the possibility to stand still. Stand still and observe. Observe all the people moving forward. Maybe backwards, but from the outside it's all moving. Am I moving forward? Am I moving at all? Moving, would I ever do it? Literally I mean: move to another country. God knows I love my mom and sister to death and I would miss them horribly. But there's this happy feeling in my stomach when I think about the possibility.
I'm just trying to close the gap between the lift I have and the life I want. Not quite sure if the gap is as big as I think it is. Am I happy now? Of course. I'm happy with my regular hot chocolate with extra whipcream. But each sip I can't help but glance at the large triple chocolate milkshake behind the counter. To get it I would have to climb over the counter and make sure I have a straw. I would have to leave behind my regular hot chocolate with the risk that it won't be hot anymore when going back to it. Will the milkshake be exactly what I want? Or will it make me sick because now I had too much chocolate and I wish I would have just stayed where I was and finished my hot chocolate?
Saturday, May 24, 2014
I'm convinced that everybody misses the days when they were young and didn't have a care in the world. As you grow older, your responsibilities grow as well. Make sure your rent is paid, the laundry is done, the report is ready on time,... Although I'm the kind of person who loves to work under pressure, I am also the kind of person who loves to take a nap when there are too many things to be done at once. (I will never admit this to the people close to me) But when I stopped today, after taking a nap, to think about all the things that I still needed to do I realized that you make your own choice in taking on responsibilities. You can choose to work a 9 to 5 job, live in a small appartment and have only three different sweaters to wash. But like there is a risk return trade off. There's also a trade off here. A smaller paycheck, less room for yoga and no way to express who you are through your style. You get what your work for. And I want to work untill I'm able to afford myself a Birkin Bag. So people, I need to finsh my budget analysis...
Saturday, May 17, 2014
In life you always have choices. Every day there are a lot of different choices you can make. It starts at breakfast: Do I want eggs or yoghurt? And it goes on until you go to bed and need to decide what pyjamas to wear. (Always Victoria's Secret) When I think about these things I realize that I always choose what is within my routine. But from now on I want to change this. No more excuses to not do things. Because life begins at the end of your comfort zone...