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When the only scenery you see every morning and every evening are your shoes hitting the grey surface of the city sidewalk, it’s time to ask yourself a very important question: when was the last time your looked up?

So, when was the last time you looked up at the buildings you walk by every day or maybe only once in a few months? How about at the stars? You used to love looking at the deep, starry skies on balmy summer nights and on freezing winter ones alike. The endless blue sky? Or even the fast running clouds? More importantly, do you remember when was the last time that you truly looked into another person’s eyes and saw them for who they are?

I bet it’s been a while. I bet it feels strange and awkward and as if you’re doing something you’re not supposed to be doing. Any moment now, someone will catch onto your transgression and expose you to the world, shame you for your audacity to be more and feel more.

Hold on to that intoxicating sensation – like you’ve had one too many glasses of wine – and relish in it. Subtle and profound, there’s nothing like it in the world. These are the kind of moments we should be running after, not away from – if only our experiences and societal expectations didn’t prime us for anxiety instead of boldness.

There may be bouts of autumn in the middle of summer, but there are also bouts of spring in the middle of winter. Live them.


Photo by Derek Truninger on Unsplash