What if it's all just for the fun of it?

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Oh, sweethearts—long time, no see!

Hope you all have been doing great. But, like, not necessarily; because, as I am just about to suggest throughout this post, in case you are having a bad day (or have been having a bad month) I think I can try to help you with seing things a bit differently—and that, my friend, might help enhance your mood.

What if we lived like life were a super-produced movie (with like, unlimited budget) and we could do whatever we wanted simply for the sake of having some fun, without the fear of dying, because, of course, we're the main character? I mean, I can't speak for everyone, but I feel like I would just get off my bed in the morning and do all of the craziest stuff that I could possibly think of.

With that being said, well, aside from the fact that we are not actually immortal in real life—please, don't do anything life-threatening for the sake of my advices—, the things that we decide to do and not to do will mostly never stop us from waking up on the next day; they will never stop us from having another chance to do something different tomorrow. So, what I am trying to say is that we may be currently looking at our lives from too narrow of a perspective. This world that we live in is so big, and the possibilities to enjoy it are probably infinite. Why do we wake up every day with the same thoughts, the same zero-imaginative plans for our next 24 hours, and the smallest of the urges to actually get up and live?

Life is too full of options for us to be living through just the boring ones. And—before you start judging me irresponsible and naive— let me make something clear: yes, of course I acknowledge that we have responsibilities, that nobody can live off of happiness solely, and that not all options for life which are available are sensible and wise (by that, I mean don't become a murder—or any other type of criminal, for that matter).

However, I ask you to please take a look outside a window or whatever out-of-the-screen place available to you at the moment. Take a real look. And just put aside all of your pre-conceptions of life. Do you see a tree? (If you don't, just look at something else and try to apply the essence of the example, ok?). Generally, you would probably just look at a tree and think something like: "Wow, green." Okay. Cool.

But now, think about the possibilities for that tree. Why are you sitting there in front of your computer, while you could, I don't know, hug the tree, or just play with its leafs? I know, this sounds a lot dumb. But if you think about everything in that way, you'll understand what I'm saying. Like, why is Laura, your hypothetical working collegue I just invented, sitting there all alone at the lunch table and you are not walking your way toward her to talk about her favorite animals? And why are you settling down for a job you don't like, to make less money than you'd like, to see people you don't like and go to vacations that last much, much less than you'd like?

I'm trying to make you see that you don't have to. People try to convince you that there's only one right way to live your life. And the reason to that is that that one pre-planned way has already been proven to work; and that's why it's accepted in general society. However, it must be pointed out that it is not only what is safe ends up being successful. Yes, you can wake up and enjoy your life. Yes, you can do whatever you want. Yes, all you have to do is open your eyes and see that there is nobody forcing you to do anything.

What if we could live by doing everything that we'd like, just to have fun? Sure, I don't think that will increase your chances of becoming the next billionaire in the world; but, let's be real, how much does money actually matter when it comes to your happiness? Because, think here with me. You can have a repetitive job, make some good money and hate your life for 320 days a year (don't think too much about my subjective math on the amount of happy days per year, you'll miss the point). Or... you can have money to buy all you really need in order for you to be able to wake up everyday and do whatever fun stuff you want.

I do know that some people already simply aim for that. And, then, they would argue: Yeah, genious, and you think I can just work as a part-time sitter and make the money to buy that trip to Maldivas and go have some "fun". Yes, yes, verry well thought.

But, then, I'll just have to say: you've got to choose. You can spend a week on a nice and expensive trip, and call it having the time of your life, or you can just learn how to see the beauty in the little things, and learn how to enjoy life without the phony materialistic sense of fullfillment that has been implanted in you.

I'll just say it: we've got to stop thinking that our hapiness depends on getting a nice car—do ignore the Porche on the illustrative picture for this post— and living in a huge house full of too many windows to clean. There's happiness in hugging trees (and before you start calling me hippie)—and people as well. There's hapiness in waking up and just deciding to take a sun bath, to learn something new, try out a new recipe using avocado, or making someone's day slightly better. If you really stop to think of it, I will bet that all of your happiest memories will most likely involve one of the latter, not one of the firstly mentioned (except, maybe, for the avocado one, beacuse that was a little too specific).

Anyway. I hope you can take something good out today's sharing of my mind. In case you're interested, research existencialism and google a french guy named Jean-Paul Sartre (who, by the way, was also romantic partner of one of the most badass feminists there are—do the research right and you'll see what I mean). Take care and, well... Enjoy your freedom to be happy!