I was practically bed ridden last week due to a horrible virus that made it feel like the room was spinning every time I stood up. In order to alleviate my boredom and stop me from going crazy I thought I would watch Dr Who from the beginning. When I say the beginning I mean 2005 not 1963.
There was a line that stuck with me from ‘The Lazarus Experiment’,
“…some people live more in twenty years than others do in eighty. It’s not the time that matters, it’s the person.” The Doctor (Doctor Who, 2007)
I have often thought about how it would be nice to be immortal, purely because I want to do so many things. I want to see everything and being immortal would be perfect!
However, everyone you love would die around you, forever.
Anyway it’s not about seeing and doing everything it’s about enjoying your life and the time you have to live it.
We just do not know how much time we have and that’s the beauty of it. If I knew I would live forever then I’d keep thinking I could wait, we put things off because we think we have the time to.
It’s like when you don’t visit places that are close by to your home because you take it for granted that they’ll always be there and you think,
“I can always go there, let’s go to Abu Dabi instead”.
There are equally exciting things right on your doorstep! It just depends on how you view the world.
I once spent 5 years of my life going to the same pub every Saturday night and I had fun, I enjoyed it, mainly because two of those years I was underage and it was thrilling and exciting to be drinking when I shouldn’t be, but then it became a habit. Every Saturday the same thing.
I could think of it as time wasted but it was just part of my life, part of growing up that had to be done in order for me to be me now.
I then spent another 5 years of my life in a different pub every Saturday night, only this time I was older and maybe a tiny bit wiser, eventually anyway. I started to notice the similarities. the people, the same dull people.
If I walked back in to one of those pubs now I can guarantee that at least one of the people I used to see every week are still propping up the bar.
Now to me that is a waste. I am sure there are people that have spent their whole lives that way, every weekend, maybe every night, in the pub.
They started out at 18 (or younger) going with their mates for something to do on a Saturday night, then it became habit, maybe every Saturday and Tuesday night, then the odd Friday, why not Sunday lunchtime too? The next thing you know you’re 65 years old and you’ve never known anything else.
A brain full of potential and a body filled with energy, wasted.
I might live for another 60 years, I might live for another 10 years but I know that I have thrown myself in to everything I have done within the last 7 years. Yes I probably should have started earlier than that, you should throw yourself in to everything you do from whenever you can.
The time I realised this was 7 years ago and I’ve been making decisions ever since then to be happier, to have more fun and to explore.
The important thing to remember though is that it’s me that’s making those decisions, it’s me making the most of everything and that’s why ‘it’s not the time that matters, it’s the person’ ∞
Don’t ever let anyone make you think you’re not good enough.
Follow your dreams right now! Don’t wait until tomorrow,
next week, next year. Stop planning, start doing 🙂
Be happy and keep smiling 😀