Can we get used to heaven?
I can’t believe how quickly time has flown since I came back to Mexico. There’s a very unfortunate human tendency that comes with being in a place for an extended period of time: the tragedy of getting used to something.
While I still feel awe for this beautiful place, the problems of life, stress, and personal struggles have prevented me from enjoying daily life without a shadow of anxiety.
There’s also the mundane stuff that comes with everyday life: doing laundry, figuring out which dentist to go to, meal planning, and taking vitamins.
But this past week, I was, in a sense, shaken awake. Certain incidents put things into perspective for me. I’ve had horrible dreams and moments of intense stress that could have been easily avoided, or at least planned for. I want to actively avoid both in the future.
I’ve been desperately trying to understand how to soak up the world around me, day by day, new things, new visuals, new words, new smells, without feeling the need to turn my brain off, without the waves of stimulation threatening suffocation.
These days, I don’t have enough energy for everything. But I know I can’t afford not to pay attention. There are too many beautiful things happening.
So for now, among my long laundry list of things to do, I’ll focus on these little beautiful things. They may only come once.
FIND ME ON
Monday Updates is a section of this blog where I’m letting my hair down, figuratively. I am often preoccupied with getting things perfect, rather than simply sharing and enjoying the process while talking about life. Instead of the tradition of hating Mondays, I’m going to try to associate them with creative freedom and allow myself to speak my mind without the worry that a perfectionist usually has. Things here may be a bit disjointed, incomplete, and occasionally nonsensical, but they may also be playful, curious, and whimsical. I will do my best to make it more of the latter.