Disclaimer: In all honesty, I found this piece tucked away in a dark, dinghy corner of my Notion. So, I decided to put it here. Why let content go to waste?

The farthest I have gone from the world as I know it has been simply sitting on the surface of a 7-feet deep pool. I feel relaxed – the expectations unburden. the chaos untangles and the thoughts pause. I like this pause. Why is everyone is such a rush?

I first had this thought during a conversation with a friend who was talking about how they can’t wait to get rich soon. Tomorrow, even. To a point where it haunts them every waking moment – that they can’t get rich SOON. I don’t understand this madness. (Personal opinions – to each their own.) Is it really cowardly to accept a grind in your early years and trust yourself enough to make it – whatever making it means for you: money, health, fame, love – in your later years. A billion dollars tomorrow doesn’t hurt me but the idea of having half a penny won’t kill me today. I’ve got time – I always tell myself. But friends like these make me wonder if I really do.

I like to think they keep me in check. They are reminders that life could be painstakingly short and death could be rushing to me at 900 mph as I type this and that I should Carpe every Diem I open my eyes to. Friends like this one push me to have fun. They help miss a couple deadlines and falter against a submission. They keep me from perfectionism.

So, what is this race everyone running? This race against time? A race to be ahead of the curve? I prefer working my way to the top of the curve and slipping a little ahead once in a while. I have learnt to chill. I have learnt to believe in myself. I think this panic comes from a place of insecurity. Think long-term, make a plan, show up, ho jayega sab bro, chill!

And if it doesn’t happen, if you don’t make it, you will at least have had fun in the process.

Closing statement: Just trust yourself and breathe.