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Yesterday I talked to a guy who manages several billions. We talked about this and that and ended up talking about why we do what we do.
Needless to say that I was giving BS explanations that make some sort of sense from a business person's perspective.
I always do this when I talk to business folks. I want to avoid confrontation.
Stress. Sweat. Anger. And then I get nervous, try to talk in a language and terms that make sense for a business person. A language I was once fluent in but forgot all of the basics over time.
And of course, the words coming out of my mouth didn't make any sense at all...
I usually try to avoid these discussions.
But there was this one point where we agreed.
When I asked him whether or not he does all of this because he wants to be free at one point in time he said, "oh yeah!" That's exactly why he does it...
We all want to be free. We all get up at 6 in the morning, get dressed up, put on our uniforms because we dream about the days when we will be free. When we don't have to follow the man anymore.
When we can decide about what to do with our time. Our life.
Reading newspapers all day long. Drinking cappuccinos with our best buddies from school. Laughing. Watching the sunset. Enjoying life to the fullest. Damn it. Life can be so good.
So if being free is all we really want in life, why not start living life today as if we were already free? With no fear. No regrets. No anxieties.
Why not start doing the things you love and are passionate about today? I mean why the hell not?
It's not going to be easy, that's for sure.
Keep your day job. Do what you love on the side. And once it pays the bills stop doing the stuff you don't love.
Or start saving butloads of money today. Stop consuming. Save your money to buy yourself some freedom in the future. And once you saved enough, stop doing the stuff you don't love.
Or stop doing the stuff you don't love right now. Up to you. Just get rid of the stuff that only brings you down. The stuff you don't love.
After all, we only have this one life.
Why waste even a single day of this beautiful gift we were given doing things we don't love?
And then I grabbed my jacket, walked away (actually, I ran away) to catch my train back home. Then I had to ride my bike for another half an hour. It took me more than two hours in total.
When I got home it was 1.40am and I felt good. Really good.
I didn't join the others for a party.
I could have but I knew that the massive headache and hangover the next morning would hold me back from doing what I love. So instead I rode the last train back home to be able to do what I love as soon as I get up.