It started on an ordinary day. Not a thought had crossed my mind about the potentiality of me no longer being normal. However, as I took a seat on the chair, a particular thought popped into my mind. I thought about how I used to be somewhat ordinary. As the thought lingered within my conscious, doubt began creeping up, and the question presented itself. When was I ever normal? I am mourning a loss I never incurred. Right! I guess it is high time I embraced my differences compared to others.
Good! Okay, this is most certainly good! Does that mean I should go out and buy bongos so I can play them on the beach? Absolutely not, as I do not live by the beach. So, the logistics would not work in my favour. However, if flights were cheap enough, perhaps I would turn in my current life and trade it for one on the beach where I will soak up the sun rays while playing newly purchased bongos on the very soft sand that the ocean threatens to wash away during the high tide. However, life does not work out as we would like it to. As much as the idea is magnificent, there is a tiny problem with my desire. I doubt I could earn all that much money by playing bongos, as it is not the most sought-after sound on this side of the solar system.
Okay, so as much as I would love to sit on the beach all day long playing bongos, it is as far from realistic as you can get. Even so, my desire remains the same. The want that I have to throw away city life for something more laid back does not outweigh the need to thrive, survive, and achieve.
I have to remain realistic as much as I can and cast aside my fantasies. Life is not much when you spend it on the beaches of Earth. Unless, of course, I am planning on being the most suntanned person this side of the solar system. If that were my goal, I would have to question the life choices that led me up to that moment. What could I have gone through my brain as I decided to forgo a life defined by hard work for one of pure leisure that refuses to lead me to achieve anything significant? As much as many of us would love to live a life of ease, the reality is vastly different. We have to work hard for the things we want, as no one is going to drop it on our laps as we wait in anticipation. We have to get up and move. Without movement, we cannot make progress towards our goals! We would be unable to achieve this! We must move and not hesitate when the time comes calling. Think of the beach as a mere reward for the hard work and effort you have put into the life you call your own.