Wen you are 38, everything becomes slow. I thought it happened at 75, but it seems it starts in your mid-thirties. People tell you it will, but you vow to stay young at heart. Bullshit!
But the good thing about slow is all the extra time you get
to be wiser. You start meditating on things and it makes slow, umm, interesting. You are
not in a hurry to get anywhere; your expectations are really low with results and
you are prepared to be patient.
That doesn’t make the journey easier. But then you look at
the bright side, or, sides. You start believing in sustainable. You start
understanding energy, and aura, and positivity. You explore areas you never
thought existed. And it is all because of that horrible thing called SLOW.
I am slowing down. I slowed down way before but I was in
denial. Now I am in the know. Knowing that you are not getting anywhere fast
enough makes disappointments easier to handle. So I fall, I learn and I rise
again much faster. For example, I was running to get somewhere for the last six
weeks. Slow results started to disappoint me after week five. I took three
days, exactly three days, and I am on day one of until I fall again.
Yeah, I am sure I will fall, but I know I will rise, maybe
more quickly the next time because I fell slowly too but I rose faster.
I am beginning to see the good sides of getting older. Besides
having more money than when you had in your twenties, or dreaming of travelling
business someday, you also get insight. You become intelligent emotionally. You
learn how to get rid of useless feelings. And you restart where you fell.
If you read this blog often (which you don’t!) you will see
how the writer has grown up. I don’t write rants anymore because I don’t get
time after a situation which gives rise to a rant. I am busy starting again!
Sounds exciting, right? I bet you cant wait to grow up if
you haven’t already. I am still not sure if that is good or bad. I will go with
good for the time being!
