Over the past few days in particular, I’ve come to realize that you have to be able to think for yourself. Too many people go through day to day life without intending their tomorrow and, in some situations, this idea seems like it’s one big secret.


Going to work all day at a job you don’t enjoy only to come home and go to bed early. All of this because you’re tired and want to be well rested for the next day in which you repeat the entire process over again. Only to perpetuate the cycle.


By saying “no” to this lifestyle you’re effectively saying “no” to the activities that your friends hold so dear. Like getting a couple drinks to bitch about everything that got on your nerves throughout the day. But these kinds of people don’t understand. Most of them anyway.


Those few who “get it”, and those few who can carry on conversations about where they want to be and how they plan on getting there are the people I live for. When for just a few moments everything doesn’t seem so bad after all. When that overwhelming feeling of “we’re in this together” washes over you. When the conversation changes from being about complaints and loss to being about the possibilities that lay before us and how far we’ve already come.


I’ve always wondered when this switch gets turned on inside people, or how. At some point, though, I think there has to be a conscious choice to take the road less traveled. As cliché as that sounds. The more you dabble with these choices the more you can see a path in which you follow your own instincts and stop caring what other people think.


We all care for each other in some aspect so it’s not so much the idea of not caring. It’s more so the understanding of knowing what you want out of life and how you’re going to get there.


Listening to everything everyone else has to say about how you should achieve this is not even remotely in the cards.