“I’m not here to stand still and let the dust settle on my shoulders… possessions, all the shit you collect — these are the things that tie you down, hold you back in the world. I don’t have much — just the clothes on my back and this burning desire in my heart. But that’s alright because I am just passing through… on my way to something bigger.”
Epicurus had his garden, Socrates had the streets, Shakespeare stood on stage; I’m just hanging out under a bridge.
Marcus Aurelius had his Meditations journal; I’ve got this blog.
Far from leading any armies or challenging the state, I’m just trying to sort out my own life while seeking answers to the ‘bigger questions’. You know: What is life and what makes it truly well spent?
I adopted the alias of Boy, because if there’s something worth cherishing about our youth, it’s our perspective. Children see the world with curiosity and untouched optimism. They see life as something to be enjoyed moment by moment. They are completely honest about how they feel. They dream. And for the most part, they believe in themselves.
I keep this blog because it allows me to recall where I’ve been, shape the narrative of my life moving forward. And of course, connect with like-minded people like yourself.
I don’t see myself as a mentor, life-coach or anything like that. Nor do I actively promote this blog or ‘market’ myself. I believe that if you’re really meant to be somewhere, you’ll find your own way there — just like how I stumbled across the underside of my bridge during an afternoon walk. Hopefully you feel at home here too or find something of value to help you along your way.
Thanks for passing through.
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