For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be more.
I didn’t know what more was, what it looked like, or even what it meant.
I just knew there was more to me, more to life, more to being in this world than the way I was— so I chased what I thought could be more.
I started with friends, then moved onto desire, then just moved around changing cities, I felt like more was plentiful, abundant, and easily available to me.
What I couldn’t know is which more was mine?
I ended up chasing the result of more and not the process. I didn’t really want success, I wanted the result of it.
I didn’t really want the things I was doing— I wanted the promise of changing my boring life that they could make.
I didn’t read books, I chose covers.
Living like that you start to lose contact with the world because the things that make life rich aren’t MORE of everything, they’re less of the best.
The best is what truly suits you— your truth.
Few friends but deep connections is more meaningful than thousands of strangers.
Being great at one thing over kinda decent at plenty is far more meaningful.
The rat race isn’t “working a job” –it’s chasing things you don’t give a shit about and ignoring the most important— connection.
Connect to your truth and live it.
This is the stability, the fulfillment, and the connection to the world you crave deep down.
Truth is just a way of being.
What are you really about? LIVE it.
-Fool
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