I’ve been realizing more and more that love, like a lot of things in life, is in the details. You’d have to slow your life down enough to notice small things. And that was something I never wanted to do. Never did. Which means, I never put myself in a position to…even have a chance to be in love. Accidentally on purpose I think. Is that a thing? I think it’s a thing. I’m making it a thing. Officially a thing.
Life is like that though, I think. To really squeeze all you can out of it, you have to be vulnerable. I don’t think that’s just in love either. You could apply that to work too. When you’re vulnerable, that’s the only way creativity can thrive. The only way the best ideas come about. But it also means that you can be hurt. At work, in love, in life. That’s the chance you take. You roll the dice and hope that life doesn’t just crush you to bits. Well, lets rephrase that. You know life will crush you to bits, but you hope to God that you have the strength and the know how to pick yourself up and keep on going on.
I think this is the point in my life where I take the leap of faith. The leap of faith that slowing down your life is really the way to move forward. Slowing down life and learning to live the in between bits. The bits of life that usually go unnoticed. Or at least usually unnoticed by me. The leap of faith that it’s not about the quantity of things you do, but the quality with which you do them, and most importantly, the personal growth that comes out of it.