Ever notice that as the mercury rises, so does that innate sense of restlessness? There's just something about the heat that makes one want to shed their current life and go live somewhere else, as someone else - preferably on a beach with no responsibilities....
This year though, that discontent is different for me - more visceral than dreams of the ocean. Maybe it was Spring's near-death experience, maybe it's that I'm nearing 30 - but this year, I find myself just wanting more of my own life. I want to live larger. (I know, you that wasn't possible but I assure you it is.) I need to be more me, more of the time.
I find myself often shrinking so that others are more comfortable with their lives. I just don't see the benefit in that anymore. I'm tired of tapping down my emotions instead of tapping into them. I'm tired of keeping my thoughts to myself. I'm tired of pretending I don't want what I want.
Change is a good thing, right? It breeds progress....
Restlessness is discontent and discontent is the first necessity of progress. Show me a thoroughly satisfied man and I will show you a failure.
--Thomas Edison
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