Ok, so I’ve been watching this show ‘No Tomorrow’ and I wouldn’t say that it led me to the thoughts that I am about to express, because I have been living by the same moto for some time now but it encouraged me to talk about it. (even more yes)
So plotline in short – hot Australian guy has a theory about the world’s end and is trying to make the most of the time that is left on Earth. Falls in love with an uptight girl and is teaching her how to live life basically. Not gonna spoil more of it, my main focus is the end of the world factor and living life. So they write this Apocalist …
I remember when I was a teenager I got this idea of living abroad and it just always stayed with me, something that I had to do. Fortunately my parents supported me in that idea and there it is, moved to the Netherlands. Now I’m gonna cross that one of my ‘apocalist’.
If you don’t know me, I am the type of person who says ‘Let’s go!’ and does not stop or look back. I make decisions quickly, I would say I do not regret 95% of them, because what I regret even more is things that I haven’t done. Now, last year I was confronted that I am selfish for choosing over my dreams/apocalist instead of love. But I am in love with my dreams.
My parents used to tell me ‘You have gone there to study, don’t be too distracted with love’… Love is not a distraction, its the real fucking thing. I loved and was loved. I don’t regret any moment of it. That was and always will be on my list, probably as #1. Be in love.
Point is, even though it ended I did manage to cross off a lot of things of my list (love itself including) and I was lucky enough to have someone by my side doing them. And you know how people say, yea but if its not shared its not real happiness BLA BLA BLA, bullshit. There’s so much I’ve done by myself that has made me happy. I’m definitely gonna talk about the norms of society and why are we taught to think that you cannot lead a happy life as a person without a loved one.
Getting way out of topic and at the same time not really. What I mean is that it doesn’t matter how much you have left of your life, live it. Don’t wait for tomorrow, don’t save what you have to say. Have a first time of something as often as you can. Try different activities, that you have always wanted to try. Meet new people, have fun. I don’t want to be someone who says ‘Oh, maybe I should have done that’ and neither should anyone else be that person.
That really felt like I was giving one of those motivational speeches for depressed people or something. I just want everyone who reads this to feel as inspired and have as much fun with life as I do. I hope I at least made you think about it!
I’m gonna go dance now. It’s Friday.
I was gonna talk about the things that I am in love with but then I started writing and it turned out way too long so I decided to post them separately. What I wanted to do with this post was to say that no, I am not in love with a person but I do feel in love. I have never in my life felt so calm and content and I am not just happy but in love with that feeling.
I am also in love with those rainbows on the pages of my book. I am in love with the sound of piano while falling asleep.
I am in love with the view from my window.
In the back you see a beautiful 19th century house, which is a museum and close to it is the top of the Nicolaï kerk. Then theres a park, which is still quite green even at this time of the year. I love the architecture and the whole landscape and like to pretend that the canal is kind of a wall between me and the beautiful houses and their park, where women with gowns are sipping champagne all day. I don’t necessarily want to join them, because I am also fascinated by all the bikers that go pass my house. It’s a relatively busy street so a lot of people rushing to work in the morning. I like to see them rush. It’s funny because you don’t always know if they are enthusiastic about their job or are they running late because their job is so shitty that there’s no will power to get ready on time. Or maybe they just like biking fast.
Then later in the day a lot of kids with their parents, as well as tourists, who are I would suppose just taking a walk in the neighbourhood . Then in the night there are all these young people, drunken singing and on their way to more fun, hopefully.
Aside all the bikers there are the sidewalk people. They pass by and there isn’t almost anyone who does not dare to look. It’s way too interesting, there I am, sitting on my chair, facing the window, writing this. Kids always stop and take a second to see what’s happening and most of the time they can’t walk away because we start smiling to each other and it’s just way too much fun.
I think now you think I sit at the window and stare at people all day everyday. Not really, maybe once a day and then I have it. Because I can see the world moving but I am safe and still at home at the same time. Sometimes I sit on the stairs in front of my house and enjoy a cigarette. It’s the best when it rains. There’s a shelter so I sit on the dry stairs and look at that beautiful view on the other side of the canal. In silence. Listening to the rain. If I wasn’t having a good day taking that moment for myself would change the situation. Take it all in. You would be surprised how much energy there is in the air. You just have to be able to assimilate it.
It doesn’t happen very often but sometimes I catch the sunset and then my room becomes pink and I just keep looking outside.