I almost feel like a writer, you know the writers that sit in coffee shops, sipping on their cappuccino, the ones that doesn’t even bother to look up from their devises because the words are just flowing. I tend to look up as soon as someone walk into the door, so today I brought along my headphones, with Mozart playing in the background, I know I would rather prefer piano music – my comfort zone.
I down my first cup of cappuccino, they must think I haven’t had my morning coffee today, I’ve had three…
The second one is more bitter, and I don’t like the milky taste. I’ll have the next one, black and bitter, yes, my comfort zone.
Comfort zones, that one place no one wants to leave, because it is just that difficult to adjust to anything other than what you know.
I change the music in my ears, piano music.
How is it possible, that with a world full of possibilities we tend to go with the norm, and we tend to sit back, watch how other people are living their lives. We tend to firstly see their mistakes, and make our decision based on that, because we’re human, humans don’t make mistakes do we?
I’m one of those people, now look, I am not going to try and inspire you to make the wrong decisions, and talk about listening to your heart and take that new job and go into this big world full of possibilities, to go take the risk. No, not today, but yes, maybe one day…
I am a wanderer, that is how I describe myself, a wanderer that has never crossed the border, or never taken the leap, never listening to my heart, never taking the risk, cringe to the thought of change, and put a blind eye on any opportunity that might not benefit me, so serious, but yes… a Wanderer.
I press the headphones deeper into my ears, it’s getting busy, and the sound of people talking about what ever their talking about is making me anxious, I want to know what their lives are like, I want to go sit next to them and be part of their conversation, because in all honestly, can our lives be that much of a difference. Probably yes.
I have to remove my headphones,
“No thank you…”
“Okay, maybe just one more, thank you”
Bitter and black, yes…
I lose pace as the buzzing of the people and the piano music doesn’t synchronize, I take a moment, breathe, focus, Comfort Zone…
The room is turning darker, fuller, must be the rain outside.
So I keep going, keep on wishing that maybe one day I will be one of those people, who looks back and realizes that they lived a full life. Who runs into a weirdly placed yet gem of a coffee shop because of the rain, who listens, to not their minds, but their callings, their purposes, their reason..
I know I am going to struggle a lot more than I think, that’s what people do, but I am going to give it a go. I am going to listen to my heart and take that leap. I most definitely do not want to set any goals, other than the list of books I read throughout the year, so as soon as I get myself to something, I will share the surprise with you, because god above knows, it’ll be a surprise to all of us!
As you move outside of your comfort zone, what was once the unknown and frightening becomes your new normal.-Robin S. Sharma