Early in my youth I determined not to grow old mentally. There are reasons for this that I will save for another day because it is a novel and not a blog post. Hopefully I can walk the line between maturing and not growing up mentally. Some days I do a better job than others. The line can be easily crossed and is, often. I have had multiple motorcycles and will own another one before it is all said and done. I would love to ride cross country. I want to parachute one day and have determined that next summer is my D-Day for this. This is not a bucket list, or perhaps it is and I am in denial. Who knows, who cares.
Sweating the small stuff is generally what suffers with this mentality. We will always have small stuff in our lives and it usually sucks. It sucks out our life and our enjoyment of the moment. It can be like a small yapping dog nipping at our heels, all bark no bite. Yet our mind fears the bite that we perceive is eminent when in truth there is no bite coming.
Let me encourage you to disconnect from technology. Take a thermos of your own coffee, perhaps even a book (kindle or nook) and go to a park. Just go where there is no traffic. Sitting on your deck or back porch doesn't count. Get out of your normal zone. Leave your cell phone in the car or at least mute it (not vibrate) if you must. Sit and listen to the sounds of nature. Birds singing, gentle blowing winds and quiet. It can have the effect of refreshing your soul and recenter what is important in life. You may even hear kids screaming as they are playing. Remember when you use to play?
Come play.....
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