Most people don't like where they are at in their life.
I wonder if they ask themselves where they'd rather be.
Today's quote is:
"It doesn't matter where you are.
You are nowhere compared to where you can go."
That can be looked at in many ways.
"Where you can go." Could be travelling.
Or it can be professionally, or spiritually.
Not just physically.
Could even be in terms of broadening horizons.
Horizons in terms of opportunities, or physical horizons.
Where do I want to go?
Well, I'm starting off by going to another province.
When I get back, I'll think more about making some plans.
I have some ideas. I might write about it, I might not.
Most of my ideas are 'different.'
I guess some people have had similar ideas.
There was a story I wanted to write about ghosts and stuff,
but then someone had the same idea and turned it into a movie.
So now it would seem as though I was copying the movie.
It sucks when I have ideas like that when others do theirs before me.
Then I look like the copycat.
Like my idea for the specialty poutine.
Apparently people already thought of that.
Just been really anxious the last few days.
Especially today. I haven't felt like that in a long time.
I think I literally exhausted myself.
I was having issues breathing and my chest felt really tight,
even sore as I was breathing.
My heart felt like it was going to explode, too. It sucked.
Felt like I was on the verge of a heart attack.
For most of the day. It was insane.
After that I just felt really tired. I'm heading to bed soon.
"Where do I want to go?" Is a good question to ask ourselves.
There are so many questions to ask ourselves.
They are the questions that only we can answer.
It's great to think about things we don't usually think about.
The things we don't give ourselves the time to think about.
The things we don't think to think about.
Expands the mind on different levels.
Not just opens one door,
but it could open a door that leads to a hallway of many doors.
Each door opening to a new and completely different opportunity.
A realm we never knew existed.
There was a quote I saw maybe a week or so ago.
I forget exactly how it went, but it was something like:
"Every person is like a doorway into another world."
Which is true.
Everyone sees life through their own unique perspective.
Everyone lives by their own paradigm.
Even the ones who don't know what a paradigm is.
When one asks themselves where they want to go,
they must believe it is possible to go somewhere other than they are.
They must believe it is possible for them to go somewhere.
There is a quote from a game I've been playing that goes:
"There is no shame in failure.
The only time failure rears its ugly head
is when you start believing in that you are truly incapable
of achieving your goal."
Something like that. I wrote it down somewhere.
I'm more likely to remember the gist of something,
rather than the words verbatim. IF I remember anything at all.
It scares me how forgetful I can be sometimes.
BUT everyone forgets.
I was on a bus today, from the airport.
When we got to Lincoln Fields, we were supposed to turn left.
The driver started to go straight, but people caught him.
He had to reverse the bus, on the transit way to be able to turn.
He forgot what route he was driving and out of habit
started to go straight when he was supposed to turn.
That wasn't the first time that happened.
I was on another route and a driver made a wrong turn,
and everyone had to get off because he wasn't able to turn around
and wasn't able to finish his route.
I was unable to get to where I was going on time,
but it ended up being cancelled anyway because there was a blizzard.
(AND not the kind you get at DQ!)
I can see how snow would be interesting to people who rarely see it,
or who have never seen it.
When you have lived your whole life seeing it every winter,
it just gets old pretty fast.
*Eye roll* Not AGAIN!!!
Some people love it and enjoy it.
The first snowfall of the year... Okay. But not the 50th.
There comes a time you just want winter to be over with.
It gets too cold and it just sucks.
People are a lot happier when it is warm (not too hot)
and the sun is shining.
Today wasn't too bad. There was a breeze.
Thursday night, there was a breeze, too. It was a nice night.
It was kind of still a bit hot.
People were stopping to get ice cream.
There was a guy playing guitar at a restaurant/bar.
I could hear him singing and playing guitar as I passed.
I stopped and sat on a bench outside, listened to a couple songs.
He was playing C.C.R songs. "Who stopped the rain?"
There was another one, too. I forget which.
He was really good. Has a nice singing voice.
I don't know who he is though.
Anyway, my point was that I appreciate a nice breeze.
Especially on hot days. It feels better.
My brother was saying that fans don't actually cool people down.
He said that they just blow hot air around.
We were sort of arguing about that
because I feel cooler when a fan is blowing on me.
I feel as though it does cool me down.
I don't know how people cope in countries that get really hot.
Like near the equator. I couldn't bear it.
I feel as though it gets hot enough here. It can also get cold enough.
So at least it isn't hot all the time or cold all the time.
I guess people get used to it. Not that they have much of a choice.
I guess they could relocate if it is an option.
Some places just get way too hot.
I wonder if they ask themselves where they'd rather be.
Today's quote is:
"It doesn't matter where you are.
You are nowhere compared to where you can go."
That can be looked at in many ways.
"Where you can go." Could be travelling.
Or it can be professionally, or spiritually.
Not just physically.
Could even be in terms of broadening horizons.
Horizons in terms of opportunities, or physical horizons.
Where do I want to go?
Well, I'm starting off by going to another province.
When I get back, I'll think more about making some plans.
I have some ideas. I might write about it, I might not.
Most of my ideas are 'different.'
I guess some people have had similar ideas.
There was a story I wanted to write about ghosts and stuff,
but then someone had the same idea and turned it into a movie.
So now it would seem as though I was copying the movie.
It sucks when I have ideas like that when others do theirs before me.
Then I look like the copycat.
Like my idea for the specialty poutine.
Apparently people already thought of that.
Just been really anxious the last few days.
Especially today. I haven't felt like that in a long time.
I think I literally exhausted myself.
I was having issues breathing and my chest felt really tight,
even sore as I was breathing.
My heart felt like it was going to explode, too. It sucked.
Felt like I was on the verge of a heart attack.
For most of the day. It was insane.
After that I just felt really tired. I'm heading to bed soon.
"Where do I want to go?" Is a good question to ask ourselves.
There are so many questions to ask ourselves.
They are the questions that only we can answer.
It's great to think about things we don't usually think about.
The things we don't give ourselves the time to think about.
The things we don't think to think about.
Expands the mind on different levels.
Not just opens one door,
but it could open a door that leads to a hallway of many doors.
Each door opening to a new and completely different opportunity.
A realm we never knew existed.
There was a quote I saw maybe a week or so ago.
I forget exactly how it went, but it was something like:
"Every person is like a doorway into another world."
Which is true.
Everyone sees life through their own unique perspective.
Everyone lives by their own paradigm.
Even the ones who don't know what a paradigm is.
When one asks themselves where they want to go,
they must believe it is possible to go somewhere other than they are.
They must believe it is possible for them to go somewhere.
There is a quote from a game I've been playing that goes:
"There is no shame in failure.
The only time failure rears its ugly head
is when you start believing in that you are truly incapable
of achieving your goal."
Something like that. I wrote it down somewhere.
I'm more likely to remember the gist of something,
rather than the words verbatim. IF I remember anything at all.
It scares me how forgetful I can be sometimes.
BUT everyone forgets.
I was on a bus today, from the airport.
When we got to Lincoln Fields, we were supposed to turn left.
The driver started to go straight, but people caught him.
He had to reverse the bus, on the transit way to be able to turn.
He forgot what route he was driving and out of habit
started to go straight when he was supposed to turn.
That wasn't the first time that happened.
I was on another route and a driver made a wrong turn,
and everyone had to get off because he wasn't able to turn around
and wasn't able to finish his route.
I was unable to get to where I was going on time,
but it ended up being cancelled anyway because there was a blizzard.
(AND not the kind you get at DQ!)
I can see how snow would be interesting to people who rarely see it,
or who have never seen it.
When you have lived your whole life seeing it every winter,
it just gets old pretty fast.
*Eye roll* Not AGAIN!!!
Some people love it and enjoy it.
The first snowfall of the year... Okay. But not the 50th.
There comes a time you just want winter to be over with.
It gets too cold and it just sucks.
People are a lot happier when it is warm (not too hot)
and the sun is shining.
Today wasn't too bad. There was a breeze.
Thursday night, there was a breeze, too. It was a nice night.
It was kind of still a bit hot.
People were stopping to get ice cream.
There was a guy playing guitar at a restaurant/bar.
I could hear him singing and playing guitar as I passed.
I stopped and sat on a bench outside, listened to a couple songs.
He was playing C.C.R songs. "Who stopped the rain?"
There was another one, too. I forget which.
He was really good. Has a nice singing voice.
I don't know who he is though.
Anyway, my point was that I appreciate a nice breeze.
Especially on hot days. It feels better.
My brother was saying that fans don't actually cool people down.
He said that they just blow hot air around.
We were sort of arguing about that
because I feel cooler when a fan is blowing on me.
I feel as though it does cool me down.
I don't know how people cope in countries that get really hot.
Like near the equator. I couldn't bear it.
I feel as though it gets hot enough here. It can also get cold enough.
So at least it isn't hot all the time or cold all the time.
I guess people get used to it. Not that they have much of a choice.
I guess they could relocate if it is an option.
Some places just get way too hot.
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