You Be You

Life is a fight between who you are, who you were and who you want to be.

In other words, Dickens had the right idea. Except who you are spends too much time appeasing who you were in the age of twitter, Instagram and online ruminations. Put otherwise, the ghost of Christmas Yet to Come is waging a losing battle.

Maybe life is a losing battle. Everyday we hope, we do and we repeat. At the end of very few days are we happy with the result.

Why?

We suck.

Kinda True.

Said better, we project yesterday into tomorrow and the results are terrible. We should care about the future, but we too often care about now soothing our before.

We appease our present selves, in opposition to what our future selves want.

We suck.

We suck time from our future and use it to soothe our past and present.

We ruminate. We regurgitate. We replay.

We plan poorly. We execute worse.

I don't really have a point.

We suck.

Let's try and suck less.

Let's try and be who we want to be, while being who we are and honouring who we were.

Life is a complex game of remembering and forgetting. Let's remember what we need to, forget what hurts too bad and play with possibilities of tomorrow.

Or, let's just drink and forget. Either works in the moment.

But, as I've hinted at, moments are both the answer and a trap.

You be you, today, yesterday and tomorrow.

Please.