Just do the next thing. That’s all you have to do. Regret of the past or anxiety of the future are the thieves of the present.
Forgetting, escaping, is always considered the most difficult, most fraught bit of any relationship. The ghosts that haunt refuse to die, and they choose to come back at the most unfortunate times.
Oh to be young again. Because these days have somehow bled into each other and I can’t seem to separate one from the other. Because I’d like an entire day all to itself when I don’t have to feel like apologizing for being less than stellar.
Let your heart get broken.
The anxiety of being 22. A friend wrote: “I’m 22, I want to start a business, I want to write, I want to help entrepreneurship in my country. I can’t decide.”
“Dear President Obama, remember the boy who was picked up by the ambulance in Syria? Can you please go get him and bring him to (my home?) Park in the driveway or the street and we will be waiting for you guys with flags, flowers, and balloons. We will give him a family and he will be our brother.”
We are not terrible people, we are a people that is simply using its resources and trying to stay alive in a society that repeatedly attacks us for using what we have to our advantage, while stereotyping us as a whole.
After you graduate, you have the freedom to travel or move to a new city without any emotional attachment to ground you – take advantage of that. Your purpose is somewhere out there, waiting to be discovered; and trust me when I say he’s not it.
From his male modeling career in Japan, to his war correspondence in South Sudan, Mitch Swenson has seen the inner workings of a world lit by luxury and tragedy.
Sure, you can craft a cover letter like nobody’s business, but that doesn’t mean your room is as organized as your well written “about me” section.