me vs. me

Let me start off with a letter I came across the other day. It goes as follows: "

YOU.

You. Yes, you. I am writing this for you.

I know you are reading this. And I want you to know I am writing this for you. No one else will understand. No one else knows. They think that this is for them. But it’s not. I am writing this for you.

I want you to know, life…it’s hard. Every day can be a challenge. It can be a challenge to get up in the morning. To get yourself out of bed. To put on that smile. But I want you to know, that smile is what keeps me going some days. You need to remember, even through the tough times, you are amazing. You really are.

You should be happy. You are gorgeous.

I know that the weather might not be perfect. You might have to turn your back to the wind or feel the cold nipping at your nose. But you know what, at least you are there to feel it. At least you can enjoy the sun’s warm rays on your face. Or that cold February wind biting at your cheeks. You know what that means?

You are alive.

Everything will be okay."

Do i seriously need to add to that? Let me put it this way, let's all be happy and thankful for what we have. Let's learn to love things or learn to change things. Lets not complain. Instead of whining, let's take that energy and create something positive for us to grow into. With that said, adieu.

Rush Hour

We all have that "generic" friend. I don't mean generic in a bad way, I mean that we all have that one friend that blames their relationship problems on the outside world. For example, a close friend usually comes up to me and says, "Clinton* doesn't reciprocate the feelings I feel for him.. Why does this always happen to me?" If you haven't heard a friend complain about the world not being "fair" to them, then I'm sorry to break the news but, you re most probably THAT friend. It's okay, we can fix that. So taking Clinton and my best friend of many years, Martha* and their relationship under the microscope. Martha feels that after 2 dates shes ready to marry Clinton. She is picking out color swatches for their hypothetical child's baby room. (She wanted to pick coral for a boy, is she crazy?!) I think we all know the answer to the problem of why Clinton doesn't feel the same. You can't expect someone to be madly in love with you after 2 dates. Even if those dates are the two most amazing dates of your life, that still doesn't mean you are ready for marriage yet. I thin Martha needs to slow down. From the time that Martha told me this issue she had with Clinton, I began to wonder why we always rush things. Two days ago I took a walk with a good friend of mine. I'm usually so busy and I never have the time to slow things down. (I'm even typing this extremely fast). That was truly the first time I didn't feel rushed. Maybe it was just the good company? But ever since then, I just took things at a steadier pace. To my shock, I got all the things I wanted to do, done, and my body wasn't panicking like it usually does at the end of the day. My philosophy of this entry? Calm down. Go slow. Don't rush things. Life is too good to speed through it. Take life day by day.

"Sometimes it's important to work for that pot of gold.  But other times it's essential to take time off and to make sure that your most important decision in the day simply consists of choosing which color to slide down on the rainbow."


Till next time, THEbathtubphilosopher.

*Indicates name change to protect my friends and loved ones from social embarrassment, or to lessen the pain for when they try to physically abuse me from using their relationships and secrets in my blog entry. (You know who you are, winky face.)

All-You-Can-Defeat

I've been really busy lately. I know I say that a lot but many things have changed for me in the past months. I'm a recent graduate, for starters. I got a new job a month ago, and I'm involved in many outside projects. Take those factors, my new relationships mixed with my old and we have a hell of a chaos theory going on. I'm overwhelmed, and even though I do my best to accomplish things everyday, I feel like more is piling up on my plate. My life (and really anyone) can be somewhat compared to an All-You-Can-Eat Buffet. You look around and you see what you think looks good. You get strategic and figure out with foods will mesh nicely with your taste pallet. Sometimes you might actually take a small sample to the side, just to test how it is. You're one on one with the buffet. You have a small (or fairly large- Come on we're in AMERICA) plate and you want to try it all but you know you won't have room. You have to choose. My life is like the plate or a stomach. If you didn't follow through with my whole analogy, it's okay. Let me sum it up for you: I want to try to do everything but i know there isn't enough time or energy to spread on all endeavors. I know everyone can relate to this. Either you feel the world is expecting something from you, or someone significant is expecting everything from you. We all feel like our lives are pulling us in different directions. When obligations, responsibilities, tasks, bills, and all forms of non-relaxing activities pull us, we are bound to snap. What's important is that we have the power of resilience. We need to mold back into our original characters. I heard a quote recently that said, "Once you start working on something, don't be afraid of failure and don't abandon it. People who work sincerely are the happiest". That quote inspired me to mold back into shape as fast as I can. No one accomplishes their dreams and goals by sitting down on a sofa. Defeat the urge to just give up. Don't be afraid to accomplish great things. Live life and love.