nie ma dwóch podobnych nocy,
dwóch tych samych pocałunków,
dwóch jednakich spojrzeń w oczy. '
Wisława Szymborska ( yes english, german, french speakers, she was polish she's awesome and you should goole her ;P)
I found myself recently at the point of chasing my dream but with the main focus on CHASING, state of constant run, juding every step acoording to high expectations, disapointments, succeses. Every day is a test, how much have I done to get closer? Could I do more, surely I could, why did I wake up so late, etc.
One day someone ask me what day is today and then how long Im gonna be in NY still for... Only then I realized... it's a month now. A month. One month from 6 months in US.Where is the joy I asked myslef, where is the joy of beeing in the place i dreamed to be in. Where is freakin simple smile that should not get off my face.
Yes to get any higher we need to work, push harder, expect from ourselves even if noone around does, but whenever you'll find yourself in the point that it's not passion anymore that guide you trough that process, stop for a second. Let yourself find that passion again, that original joy of doing what you do. And keep chasing, fighting again. But do it with a smile on your face cuase why are you doing this in the end ?
Every day , every freakin moment is different and won't happen again. It may be a fast month full of similar days but it also may be a month of bilion unforgetable, joyful moments. Guess which way I'm gonna reach for
Things are happening and I'll share it soon. For now let me take you for a walk that I wish you could have taken with me. Well couple walks ^^
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