Sometimes my brain hits me with the most mundane memories, and even those bring comfort & nostalgia at times. Trying to appreciate all the little things and enjoy the moment.
Yep.
You don’t know what you got till it’s gone.
This effect intensifies as you grow older and older. At 20, I feel strongly about my wasted potential when 18, less so at 18 when I was 15 and so on
Friend, you’re 20. The concept of “potential” being “wasted” at this point in your life is non existent. You’re still right at the start of the journey. Don’t dwell on what you think you might have missed yesterday. Make a plan for tomorrow.
I agree with your statement, @crummysocks is 20 and at the start of a long journey, but it does not feel that way to him, it didn’t to me in my 20s either.
Honestly, the oldest I ever felt (feeling that time was slipping away) was 25 and that was last century. It took me to 30 to realise life was just beginning.
You made me think of the comic with a guy at the computer reminiscing about some time in the past where he was at the computer.
A gift I’ve received from years of spiritual/psychological work and exploring has been the ability to, every once in a great while, experience and create beauty while it happens. It’s so much more pure than that vague sense of loss that comes with reminiscing.
Nice!
Due to my mental illness, I’m never really very happy or very sad. I live in a state of general contentment though, which for me is preferable to experiencing either extreme.
