I would like to preface this thought by saying that this thought more experiential and opinion based than it is formally research based.

To life is to suffer, a terminal illness awarded at birth.

The harder you try, the less relaxed you feel.

The world is full of warm and kind people. That is the world I choose to believe in.

Our attention and presence are finite, there simply is no such thing as unrealistic.

For those of you that read, and think that 12 books a year is nothing, I would like you to consider that perhaps, not everyone reads.

Are we all sitting somewhere on the spectrum of schizophrenia?

So, today's observation is, maybe, don't try too hard.

Have we so quickly given up on trying to define what a good life is? 

However, nothing new ever came from following the same path but, discovery lies on the unfamiliar path.

Because I know I am not incapable of change, I know all hope is not lost. Because I know all hope is not lost, I know I am capable of making a plan. Because I know I am capable of planning, I know in time, success is the only option.

Dear reader, before you echo another 'we are cooked', pick one problem you are facing in your life, a problem that is within your control. Then, ask yourself, what I am going to do to improve the way I feel about this one problem?

I am sure if I were to return to my younger self, she would be disappointed in me for giving up the freedom of adulthood. What I long for is the ability to endure silence without twitching to reach for the magic black box.

Somehow, those times when something can actually be done, are only being pushed further and further away by 'mindful' consumption - avoidance of silence.

I honestly wish I had taken a picture of it so I could show people this beautiful deep red apple that I had the opportunity to enjoy.

It doesn't seem like it could be that easy but, I guess that's where the problem lies. We assume difficulty onto tasks, creating complications that only prolong the experience of actually doing the thing.

Perhaps you interact with a person whose journey does not mirror your own and, for the first time, you take into consideration perspectives you would have never know had it not been for you simply sharing a moment with this person.

When we asked ‘why’ as children, we were trying to learn, trying to gain deeper understanding of a world that was filled with newness and wonder. Overtime, we learnt that there were things that were not to be questioned, but, why not?

Do whatever you can to take you mind out of that place of dread, because once you are in it, the rhythm of those rhymes will be much harder to find.