“And so their identical days and nights passed, days and nights in which adventure was just a word in a book or an image on the television that was always on, and whenever a door opened, they would say:
‘I’m not interested. I’m not in the mood’
How could they possibly know if they were in the mood or not if they never tried? But there was no point in asking, the truth was they were afraid of any change that would upset the world they had grown used to.”
This exert is from Zahir, by Paulo Coelho, probably best describes how I feel about certain people that I know. How frustrating, and inexplicably annoying to see how people declare in various social networks about how it is time to get a foot outside of the door (for once), yet succumbs to crawling back in their cave where the likelihood of new opportunities have long diminished. While they watch their chances ebb away into an area that may no longer be reached.
But from what I have learned, I am not responsible for the choices of others. Although, I would like to see them succeed and be the push they need to pursue new opportunities, I cannot be deluded from people’s actions- or should I say lack of actions- when it comes to my search. And although I would like to continue my rant of how ridiculously annoying a portion of humanity has become, I’m gleaning knowledge that there are just people I cannot understand, myself for one; so, in the words of Drake, fuck all y’all we ignore feelings here. I will no longer put more than *pinch thumb and index finger together* that much care to people’s choices.
