Over the course of 21 years of being alive, I have come to realize something about myself. I have an awful habit of rushing through things. I spend more time thinking about how to get to the end as quickly as possible, looking for shortcuts in everything. Never taking the time to take the scenic route.
I have this problem in everything I do. From traveling, to falling in love. I never take the time to fully enjoy the journey, as I am spending every waking moment worrying about the destination.
There always has to be an end game with me; I can't just sit back and see where life takes me. I can't even drink a simple cup of coffee to enjoy the taste, I have to drink it quickly as to hurry up and get that caffeine in my system.
As I was traveling to Atlanta this morning I had a 2 hour layover in Charlotte. As I sat waiting for my plane I had plenty of time to people watch. As this is one of my favorite activities I relished in the opportunity to do so. However, this time I was extremely distracted, with worrying about how slow time was going before I would be able to board my flight. Suddenly, sitting there I realized, I was spending so much time letting myself be stressed about my final destination, that I was letting myself become distracted from the pleasure of doing something I ACTUALLY enjoyed.
I refuse to let myself be distracted by the final destination any longer. Life is too short to stress out about how short life is. Instead; I will allow myself to roll with the punches, to experience life. It's ups, it's downs. I will dance in the rain, I will cry when I'm upset, and laugh when I'm happy. I will take time to enjoy a cup of coffee, I will enjoy the opportunity to people watch in between flights.
I will stop taking shortcuts and actually take the time to enjoy the scenic route.
