Meat and Potato

[JesusTitties]

At what point do we draw the line between living comfortably, and abiding by societys' laws of what is considered successful.

We all know that if we do what we love, then we are already successful. But the unfortunate reality of this is - that and a dollar bill will get you a cup of coffee.

It seems the norm to get the 'important things' in life out of the way before we start to enjoy what life has to offer. School. University. Friends/Family/Find yourself. Marriage. Career, Another Career - and then retirement. Throw a wrench in and add divorce and a few children, but none the less.
At the end of it all, what we all seem to strive for - retirement. THATS when we can start enjoying the good life. Or so it seems we are brought up to be.

It is easy to say "i dont know about that. I am enjoying life right now at this minute and im not looking forward to retirement." But are you really.
When we wittle down the items in life that keep us grounded, the list seems far and wide extremely unimportant. What keeps you in one spot.
-house/apartment payments
-bills
-family in one location
-boyfriends/girlfriends
-a job (which if it were so important, why, at least once a week do we do job searches on the internet? Dont tell me "just to see what else is out there.)

So, in the end- is it worth not living life for what it is at present moment? We create our own opportunities. Fck fate. Fck irony. Fck chance. WE CREATE our own opportunities.

We are where we are right now in life because either conciously or subconciously this is exactly where we wanted to be. To turn around and say "id love to see more of the world but i have family and children and i just cant right now" is bullshit, because you wouldnt of started a family if you didnt want one. You knew what you were sacrificing.

In the end when we are all laying on our deathbeds in the final moments of life - will we be thinking about the 20 years at the company we put in, to get that great pension plan to enjoy the golden years? Or the 4 years in university and the all night cram sessions only to go to work the next day and work 10 hours dead tired? or how about the long drawn out relationships that ended in nothing but bitter resentment in the end.
Doubtful.
You'll be thinking about that time when you were 21 and you took your first risk. Or that time when you were 30 and you decided to jump out of an airplane with nothing more than a nylon blanket to get you to the ground. Or, that time you said fck it i love this girl/boy and i want to settle down - even though its not who i think i am. Starting families in this day and age is also a risk, and i acknowledge that.

Why cant the golden years consist of the age between 21 and 35. Its time to stop writing "Ambition - To Travel" in our yearbooks and to actually reach down and grab a pair.