Halfway There

Some people live for the weekends. Day in and day out, they pine for its coming and wish that the weekdays were shorter, and that the clock would tick faster. Some even wake up to a brand new morning and wish that it was already the ending to one hell of a tiring week.

Not me.

I’ve always lived my life one excruciatingly slow day at a time. I live for the day-to-day mundane occurrences that drag me down, and wear me out. I live for the difficult challenges that plague my every waking hour, made easy by brief moments of pure inspiration. I live for the stolen glances, the casual nods, the awkward smiles, the simple conversations, and the meaningful moments spent with meaningful people.

Sure, things don’t always turn out as planned; you don’t always end up where you wanted to be. The movie that plays on the bus will unfortunately be the same one that you’ve seen (and finished) for at least five times now. You stand in line waiting for something that doesn’t come. Sometimes you compromise, sometimes you just let it all go, and make the best of what you have. And yet, at the end of it all, it’s those brief pauses that I’ve come to look forward to. It’s those simple yet meaningful incidents that make waking up every morning worth looking forward to. Fast forward ten years later and maybe things might be different than they are right now. Or, they could be far worse. But right now, I believe the future can look after itself. It’ll come around eventually. For now, I’m just going to take life one meaningfully mundane day at a time.

I’ll take it, and I’m going to make the most out of it.

We’ve got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it’s all that you’ve got

-Bon Jovi, “Livin’ On A Prayer”
-Ed. E.


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