I Choose To Live For The Day

I Choose To Live For The Day

From the nights to the days, there is plenty to live for.

I used to live for the nights. I lived for the times my friends and I would spend getting ready to go out for a night on the town. I lived for the nights that we may or may not have fully remembered. I lived for the lights in the city, lighting up the dark and shadowy night. I lived for the laughs and cries. I lived for the adrenaline and excitement that I felt buzzing around me everywhere I went.

I lived for the newly sparked conversations at the local bar. I lived for the horrible dance moves. I lived for the themed fraternity parties that occurred every weekend. I lived for the short walks home. I lived for the stories we would be able to tell the next day. I was living for the nights.

It might all sound exciting to you, maybe even relatable. I enjoyed it for a while, but things changed rather suddenly. It was no longer fun, but instead stressful and complicated. Nothing needs to be stressful and complicated, but it was becoming that very quickly. I may have enjoyed it, but I did not cherish it.

“When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding him. In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” - Philosopher Albert Camus

So instead, I choose to live for the days. I live for the start of a day when the sun is rising over the grand city skyline, reflecting its light off of every glass surface to brighten the sky. I live for the early morning walks across the Stone Arch Bridge, overlooking the St. Anthony Falls' roaring currents. I live for the long afternoons spent sitting in a quaint coffee shop with my closest friends chatting and doing school work. I live for dinners in the big kitchen with everyone there when we sit in our chairs after our meal talking for what seems to be hours.

I live for the late night movies we stream in our small, shared bedroom. I live for that feeling of crawling into my bed after a long and stressful day of classes. I live for the peace and serenity I feel as I listen to my latest music playlist on low while writing my daily journal entry detailing just about anything and everything going on in my life. I live for the quiet blanket of silence that covers the bedroom as my roommates all fall asleep.

I live for the calm and occasionally hectic days. I live for my friends, family, and myself. I live for this moment. I live for the awareness and happiness all mixed into one. I live for the now, not the past or the future. I live for the feelings of joy, love, adventure, and peace. I live for the feeling of life. I live for the day.

Cover Image Credit: Tia Lang

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Dear judgemental, simple minded people from my hometown,

I am sorry that I have never met your level of perfection.

Coming from a small town, everyone settles to the norm of the people around them. Unlike you all, I have always been a little bit different.

I've never understood why everyone always seems to feel the need to talk down to the next person. People love to gossip about a situation as long as the situation has nothing to do with them. For every move I made, someone was always there to bring out the negativity in the situation. You all are always sweeping around somebody else's doorstep when I know your doorstep is not clean. Maybe it is time to buy a new broom. I know that I cannot please everybody and that I will also not be liked by everybody. However, I deserve respect just as the next person.

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I hope for the sake of the future generations of our small town, you all can learn to be more accepting to change.

I hope that no one judges your children like some of you all have judged me. I hope that the people that you love and care about are welcomed and accepted for who they are.

If we put as much time into being better people or helping others like you put into judging others, the world would be a much better place.

Imperfections are what gives a diamond its value. Pebbles are perfectly round. I'd much rather be a diamond, one in a million, than a pebble that fits in.


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