You probably know them.

These moments.

These moments where you feel you’re not living life to the fullest.

These moments that grab you by the throat and refuse to let go.

It feels like you’re not engaged as much as you could.

Not enjoying it the way you could, not filled up by its magic and wonder and creativity.

Not really loving it.

You look outside your window, and it seems like yesterday all over again.

You feel down, uninspired.

And guilty.

Guilty for not sucking every last bit of joy and fun out of life.

For not being in a place that is more adventurous than this one.

For not doing a course that will broaden your horizon.

And not dancing in the rain with your soulmate on a dazzling rooftop.

You’re just… here.

Watching the seconds dissolve, the opportunities wane, the journey coming closer and closer to the end.

These moments.

Where you feel paralyzed and incapable of enjoying life more.

Where you feel stuck, bored, incomplete, and incapable.

Where you feel like this is not how it’s supposed to go, and a sense of terrible urgency fills you up.

Well.

That’s life.

Living life to the fullest is experiencing everything.

Including the fear that you’re wasting it.

The ideas of lack, the sense of being lost.

The dread of finding yourself where you are, and not where you could have been.

That’s just how it goes.

It’s part of the deal, the whole enchilada, and it’s not meant to punish you or scare the fuck out of you.

Life’s all of it.

The good, the bad, and the absolutely useless.

The triumph, the failure, and the bored in between.

Whatever happened is old news.

And what happens now, will soon be whatever happened.

It’s okay.

It’s not forever.

It’s not your fault.

This is how it goes.

All of it.

Live all of it.

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