A few conversations I’ve had recently reminded me of a few things. Most importantly, my life used to be really boring. Well, my life right now is *still* quite boring, to be fair – I spent today reading papers on public space and drinking tea. I didn’t even have a proper lunch. And my evening was spent watching Britain’s Got Talent. But I digress.
Life used to be very stable and predictable, and I liked it that way. My favourite place was home, and I didn’t like leaving its comfort. I knew what I was going to spend the rest of my life doing (well, I had a rough idea of what I wanted, anyway), and who I was going to spend it with. I was very much of the “don’t rock the boat” school of thought.
And then I guess it changed a bit. My shiny new life philosophy is something like this: Dive in. Try everything once. Fit in as much joy and happiness and excitement as you can because you never know when you’re going to die. Don’t be scared. And don’t die wondering “What if?” or thinking, “I should have…”
This new philosophy has resulted in a bit more disappointment, and a bit more hurt, but you know what? It’s been worth it. Oh, sweet delicious life. How I love you.
