In my thoughts.
Where my imagination takes me anywhere: the future, past, present.
To a galaxy far, far away. To a universe where everyone is happy and safe. To a reality where I have someone who loves me just as much as I love them. To a world where small creatures with abilities are capture with small red & white capsules, and trained and evolved. To Hogwarts.
But too often, I get lost in my thoughts.
It’s my safe place. My happy place.
But being safe your whole life is not good. Being happy in your thoughts means you are choosing to escape reality. But it’s not…real.
If you escape into your mind too often, it means your reality is not as good as you want it to be
Is it bad?
Not necessarily, but you can’t only create a life in fiction–that world is too perfect. I use my thoughts to create a life I want, and then I need to then choose to act upon it. People call this chasing your dreams.
“it’s just that sometimes people use thought to not participate in life” –
Grateful Day 78: I am grateful for my boxing instructor. He is hilarious.
Today he told me to punch his stomach. I was hesitant, so I basically tapped him. He kept yelling “HARDER!”
So I kept hitting him. Harder, but still hesitant. My fifth punch definitely felt like it would have hurt, like probably make me puke. (I was still holding back like a bit)
He didn’t even budge!!!
Then he told me “Switch turns?”
Search him up. His name is Pongsaklek Wonjongkam
Reading Day 19:
Currently Reading: Originals by Adam Grants