I’m back. I get really busy around quarter end at work and haven’t had much time to work on posts, but I’m back now and have plenty of ideas to keep working on.
And now onto the post:
100 years from now you will be dead. Unless there is some great scientific invention to prolong it, your life will be over. You may have lots of kids and an extended family, but most of them won’t even remember you. Do you know much about your great grandparents?
After another 100 years no one who ever met you will be alive. Maybe someone will find some pictures of you or read about you if you’re famous. Even most famous people won’t be remembered.
Really the only way anybody will remember you is if you somehow make it into a history book. You’d have to be pretty accomplished to do that. Even most of the people who are in books are unknown. Can you even name all of the presidents or leaders of your country?
Pretty bleak huh? I wrote the other day about lack of reward and wanting to accomplish something with your life. I’ve been thinking about it and realize that that doesn’t even matter. Who cares what you accomplish?
Nobody, nobody cares about you or me or anybody. The only person you need to make happy is yourself. If you want to build a building or write a book or sit on your butt all day, do it. But do it for yourself. Stop worrying about what your parents or girlfriend or husband or kids or friends will think. What they think doesn’t matter.
So do whatever it is you want to do, but do it for yourself. You might hate working in a cubicle, but if it pays for you to have fun and be happy in life, keep doing it. In the end it doesn’t matter.
If you aren’t getting anything out of your job, then quit. Go do something else. Nobody is going to kill you for quitting your job.
Nobody is going to hate you either. Obviously, you need to feed and provide shelter for yourself and your family, but they’re not going to die if you take a lower paying job or want to travel for awhile.
Anyone who gives you an attitude about living the life you want to live isn’t worth your time. It’s not your job to make others happy. It’s your job to be happy, take care of yourself, and take care of your immediate family. There’s a million ways to do that, so don’t limit yourself to one.
Who cares what people think? Who cares what you do with your life? Who cares how you dress? Who cares how you eat? Who cares what car you drive?
Nobody but you.
Make yourself happy first. Life is too short to spend trying to make others happy.
In the end, you will die. Nobody will care whether you worked hard to move up to be president of your company or sat around eating Cheetos all day. It makes no difference, just enjoy your life.