It made sense to me. To think that creating would be loads more fulfilling rather than waiting for things to simply land on our laps. How can fulfilment happen if you are simply a spitting image of the society around you with no originality or thoughts of your own. It's easier, of course, to simply float on by. It's easier to simply puppet what you've been told. It's easy to join a group that is similar to what you want or do a job that you sort of like because it's already there. Why bother if you're mostly happy on some days?
I like easy. I'm a procrastinator. I always say tomorrow will be a new and better day. That things will change. I also hate copying people though. It makes me feel uncomfortable. So though I like easy, I'd rather it be hard. I'd rather try and push even though on so many days I fail. I push because I want to look back and say I made that happen for myself. I didn't just stumble upon it, or let someone else do it.
I did it. I did it for myself. I created something worth it even if it took a long time to do it. Even if there were days I couldn't push myself out of bed to go for that run. Or I only wrote one sentence all week on that novel I'm working on. Every step counts, even the disappointing days where you think that could have been so much better.
Maybe I'm feeling idealistic this morning, but life, my life, can be created. I can make things. I can shift things. Sure, I may never make a big change in the world as a whole. I can make a change in mine though. I can continue thinking these small steps will eventually lead me somewhere. At least I'm trying.
