Follow your dreams. Just make sure to have fun too.
Here we go another weekend. I hope you will decide to use it to reward yourself and have some fun. I have found that I have benefited by not worrying too much about how I look or what others are going to think about how I act. Maybe what’s wrong with some of us is that we don’t properly use the years between childhood and old age properly. When we are in our early years we don’t know convention and rules, we are too busy discovering the world around us and having fun but then we start to grow up and things change, we get into the “Don’t do that, what will people think” phase and soon we miss the zest of our youth. Far too many of us find ourselves trapped in a pretty dull world until we reach the “Oh the hell with it” years and discover there is still fun to be had. So my friends let me offer you a piece of advice compress the number of years you spend in the middle and let go now and then, you’ll be glad you did.
I discovered the following thoughts of author Emily Myrick recently that I like, I hope you do too.
LET YOURSELF GO
The other day my friend told me to let go.... he told me not to be so worried about what I'm doing, or what I look like, but to just let myself go once in awhile. This really got me thinking. Maybe I should let go. Maybe I should do something crazy, just so I can say I did. I've got many long years ahead of me, and plenty of time to live a fun and happy life.
Sometimes, an opportunity only knocks at the door once, and if you don't answer it at that particular moment, then you'll never get another chance. Life is tough, and most of the time we spend our days wondering why things go the way they do.
After thinking for awhile I'm finally realizing that maybe thinking about this so much, is wasting the time in which we could be going out and making the days go better. We're wasting the time we have here on Earth. By attempting to figure out why life goes the way it does, we lose time when we could be having fun, and living our lives to the fullest.
We are only here for a short amount of time. An average of 70-100 years seems long, but it goes faster then we realize. It's so incredibly important to live every day to it's fullest potential. When you're 87 years old and laying on your death bed, do you want to look back and think of things that you wished you had done?
I don't know about you but I want to look back and remember all the times when I let myself go, and had fun. I want to remember the times when I actually let myself be open to try new things, and open the door to wonderful opportunities.
Life is only wonderful if you leave yourself open to be part of it. Think about it.
“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...”
Mr. Smith patted his daughter's hand fondly, and told her, "Your young man told me today he wanted you as a bride, and I gave my consent."
Oh, Papa," gushed the daughter, "it's going to be so hard leaving mother."
"I understand perfectly, my dear," beamed Mr. Smith. "You just take her with you."
Borrow money from pessimists - they don't expect it back.
Jane had been driving 16 hours straight and was still at least six hours away from her destination. It was almost eight o'clock in the morning and she was very tired.
After dozing off and nearly crashing into a telephone pole, she decided to pull onto a side road and rest. Jane turned off the car and closed her eyes... drifting off to sleep, precious sleep... When an old man in a bright blue jogging suit knocked on her window, scaring her half to death.
"Sorry to wake you," he huffed, jogging in place. "But can you tell me what time it is?"
Jane glanced at her watch. "8:15," she said through the glass. The old man thanked her, then left.
"Just my luck," she muttered. "I'm parked on someone's jogging route."
With a sigh, she settled back into her seat and tried to fall asleep. Two male joggers in their thirties knocked on her window. If she hadn't been dead tired, she would have found them cute. Now, they were just annoying.
"Hi," the blond jogger said.
"Do you have the time?" his brown-haired friend asked.
Jane sighed and looked at her watch. "8:19," she said.
"Thanks," they said, and then jogged off.
Jane looked down the road and saw more joggers coming her way. Irritated, she retrieved a pen from the glove box and scrawled "I DO NOT KNOW THE TIME" on the back of a magazine. She put the hastily constructed sign in the window and settled back to sleep. A thin, pale jogger knocked on the window just as she started dozing off.
Jane pointed at the sign and shouted, "Can't you read?"
To which he replied, "Sure I can, ma'am. I just wanted to let you know: It's 8:27."
"If professional wrestling did not exist, could you come up with this idea? Could you envision the popularity of huge men in tiny bathing suits, pretending to fight?"
A four-year-old Catholic boy was playing with a four-year-old Protestant girl in a children's pool in the backyard. They splashed each other, got very wet and decided to take their wet clothes off. The little boy looked at the little girl and said, "Golly, I didn't know there was that much difference between Catholics and Protestants."
Follow your dreams, except for that one where you're naked at work.
One day the Mexican maid announced to the Yuppette that she was quitting. When asked why, she replied, "I am in the family way."
The Yuppette was both surprised and shocked and asked who it was. The maid replied, "Your husband and your son."
This time, the Yuppette was horrified and demanded an explanation.
"Well," the maid explained, "I go to the library to clean it and your husband say, 'You are in the way'. I go to the living room to clean and your son say, 'You are in my way'. So I'm in the family way. I quit!"
Love bravely, live bravely, be courageous, there's really nothing to lose. There's no wrong you can't make right again, so be kinder to yourself, you know, have fun, take chances. There's no bounds.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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