“We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
Anaïs Nin
The world can be a prison. But it can just as easily be a playground. Given the choice, I’d pick the playground.
Start by asking questions…
Everything that feels rubbish, unfair, unjust, stacked against you, shit in any way… pick it apart. Dissect it. Float the possibility that you could be wrong – that there is more possible one way to look at things.
Do this for a while, and you’ll find that the only person making the world a prison was you all along.
Today’s song: Lady, Tell Me Straight by Mike Uva