When I was considering buying a motorcycle, the only one I wanted was Harley. It was heavy, uncomfortable and scary. But the only one I needed. Sportster. Black one. And every time I drive it now easily, I am happy and proud of myself for making uncomfortable but right decision.
About half a year ago I highlighted my personal borders bold and I demand the world around me to respect it. I don't go for a date with a person I don't feel any connection with to feel myself a nice person. I've canceled total strangers in friendship or business. As a reward I am surrounded with the greatest and true people.
It is save to compromise future's happiness or success for today's comfort. But is it honest? To yourself?
I still want to dream big. I believe the best is yet to come. At work. Emotionally. In love.
This is my religion. Highlighted bold.
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