In the wee hours of the morning of last Sunday, he confided in me about how he had never finished where he left of. Throughout out his school and college years, he had always started exploring new hobbies such as baking, learning a new language and picking up origami. Of all in which he had ventured into, he had only done so superficially.
I also sensed the vast amount of hatred he had for himself from his tears, which he struggled to hold back while attempting to speak clearly. He hated how he lacked the drive to really excel in whatever he picked up. I could only give him words of encouragement to ease the overflowing regret and contempt he felt for his past self but I knew that wasn’t enough.
So what? Sadness shared by two is better that sadness felt alone.
That revolutionary moment lasted for approximately twenty minutes. After that period, back-patting and motivating was off the agenda. What came on the agenda was discipline. Everyone needs discipline. If not, how are you going to get the results you want?
He baked a beautiful meringue pie today but the day after we talked in the dimly lit living room at three a.m was already a day of self-change.
Remember, one day of huge adjustments won’t give you astonishing results but every day of little ones will. EVERY day.
Sean, I know you can do it. Now get off Facebook.
On a side note, this is what my girlfriend contributed to the post:
She has done it again by typing it with her nose!