Sometimes, if not all, we fail to locate a glimmer of motivation in order to step outside and run as if our lives depend on it. That's something only a collective group of people are able to do without thinking twice about petty things like most of us do. Say, for example, things like a spot of rain, or a slight lump on our heel. A lot of us convince ourselves that because of these minor speed bumps, running isn't supposed to become a reality during our daily routines. A few, on the other hand, tackle these obstacles with brute force and smash through the fitness wall with little hesitation. If, however, like me you struggle to so much as remove a single brick, then you need the motivational break, my friend.
We wouldn't be human if we didn't all want the best of the best. It's in our nature to want things and want them now. That doesn't make you a greedy person, nor does it make you ridiculously selfish. It makes you, like me, overall pretty regular. And, what's to say we can't enjoy the sacred fruits of a richer life every now and then without having to think twice about breaking the bank? We're all on a short ride after all. We might as well enjoy each day as if they could be our last.
Thank you, old friend. Thank you for letting me go. Thank you for making me realise how much better off I'd be without you. Because, truthfully, I've never been happier now as I look back at our time together with nothing but happiness. Happiness in the shape of being set free to do as I please at last. And it's because of you, that I was reborn and given a second shot at freedom. So, to you, my ex-employer...thank you.
Breaking up. Nobody said it would be easy. That doesn't mean it has to be impossible though, right? In fact, a bit of persistence and determination to better yourself can go a long way in those initial phases of heartbreak. With a little of this and a dollop of that, you'll find yourself on the mend and looking to much greener pastures in no time.
Two years we lived in that place. Two long and daunting years. To most, that's hardly enough to settle in and get a feel for the building. For my wife and I, however, it was two years too long. It was two years we will always remember for all the wrong reasons. And I'll tell you why.
Surely I wasn't the only one who thought the nineties were a weird decade for cartoons, right? There's no way I was hallucinating the days I witnessed a bald kid talking to a plank of wood, was I? That's something I quite clearly remember in fact – and I'm not entirely sure I even want to. And yet, it's these strange memories of the iconic shows that partially shaped mine and millions of others minds. It's these original flavours of creativity that forged a great childhood for me, and most likely you too. That's something no nineties kid can deny.