growing up.

If you're anything like me, when you were younger you couldn't wait to grow up.

Being able to do whatever you want, whenever you want, with whoever you want, without asking for permission? Woah.

Learning how to drive a car, and being able to drive that car wherever you want to go??? Woah!!

Meeting awesome people, having awesome new experiences, and filling your life with stories and memories and adventures??? WOAH.

It all seemed so magical.

It used to be.

We'd wake up in the morning full of wonder and excitement for whatever the day had in store for us.

Time moved slow.

We were invincible.

The only thing we worried about was if our parents would let our friend sleepover for the 5th night in a row or not.

Time passed, as it does, and eventually we began achieving all of the things we once dreamed about.

We got our license. We ran around with our friends and did whatever we wanted, as late as we wanted to. We pulled all nighters and watched the sun rise with people we cared about. We explored. We went on adventures. We made memories.

And then one day, after snoozing the alarm for the third time, we woke up - and that wasn't the life we were waking up to anymore.

We reluctantly dragged ourselves out of bed, jumped in the shower, put some clothes on, got ready, whipped up whatever we could for breakfast as quickly as possible, and ran out the door to head to work.

We swore half the drive there at the traffic, the guy that just cut us off, the red lights, at the simple fact that we were driving to work - but we weren't actually mad at those things.

We were mad that this was how we were spending our mornings, every morning.

We were mad that our day was filled only with things that we didn't want to be doing.

We were mad that we were lied to.

We were mad that we had experienced magic in the earlier years of our lives, but as time went by, we lost it, little by little, until there was nothing left.

It doesn't matter how long our lives have looked this way. Every morning we wake up and we get to make a choice.

Either we continue to allow our lives to look this way and live by default, or we do something about it and live by intention.

By not making any changes and continuing to live a life we aren't fulfilled by, we are actively choosing to be unhappy / unfulfilled.

That might be a hard pill to swallow. You might not agree. But ultimately it's our choice - our life is in our hands - and the sooner we allow that to empower us instead of cripple us, we can create a life we're truly happy with.

& I'm not just talking "adult" happy - I'm talking the joy and wonder and curiosity and happiness we experienced when we were children. It's our natural state of being, and most of us have completely lost sight of it.

This is your reminder that joy / bliss / happiness never went anywhere, they're just waiting for you to make your way back to them :)

"You still retain a sense - not as firm as a memory, but diffused like the pain of hopeless longing - that somewhere in the starting years of your childhood, before you had learned to submit, to absorb the terror of unreason and to doubt the value of your mind, you had known a radiant state of existence; you had known the independence of a rational consciousness facing an open universe.

That is the paradise which you have lost, which you seek, which is yours for the taking" - Atlas Shrugged, 1957

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