Kennt ihr das Gefühl, wenn man sich auf einmal steinalt fühlt ... Und dann denkt, dass man soooo viele Sachen niemals machen wird und nicht erreichen wird, was man sich als Kind einmal gewünscht hat ...
Ich mag das Wort bereuen nicht, aber wenn man eben halt tatsächlich die verlorene, vergeudete, verschwendete Zeit hätte anders und vor allem besser nutzen wollen ...
Aber statt dessen hat man gearbeitet, um irgendwie überleben zu können.
Aber deswegen lässt man seine Träume einfach zurück, weil sie eben in unerreichbare Ferne rücken.
Was jetzt nicht heißt, dass ich noch nichts erreicht hätte, oder mir keine Zeit mehr für die Erfüllung meiner Träume bliebe, aber naja ... So ist es eben.
Ich würde so gern reisen. Orte finden, die ich noch nie gesehen habe.
Mir keine Sorgen mehr machen.
Statt dessen geht der Krug zum Brunnen bis er bricht ...
Das kann doch nicht alles sein ...

Dieses Gefühl macht mich manchmal nachts sehr traurig.

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.


Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.


(by Mary Schmich via https://www.chicagotribune.com/news/columnists/chi-schmich-sunscreen-column,0,4054576.column)

You Are Intuitive

You are very sharp and shrewd. You can see the best and worst sides of people. Right now, you are seeking peace and tranquility in your life. You are drawn to people who are philosophical and thoughtful. You feel like there is nothing in your life that needs to be changed. You are quick to react. You are courageous and bold.

Und wieder ist so ein Tag, an dem ich am Besten einfach nur im Bett geblieben wäre.
Mein Blutdruck ist 170/112 und ich mag nicht mehr.


Reicht.

Tja, ihr Lieben ...
Schonwieder ist so viel Zeit vergangen! Wahnsinn ...

Natürlich ist bei mir auch einiges passiert, aber noch hängen die Entscheidungen in der Schwebe, nichts ist so wirklich sicher. Das heißt wohl, noch ein bisschen abwarten und 'ne Bionade trinken. ;)

Ansonsten geht es mir wirklich gut, ich habe Ferien und räume die Wohnung aus. (Wer's glaubt ...) Und ich freue mich sehr auf mein kommendes Praktikum, es wird sicher sehr spannend, lehrreich und auch glücklich!
Ich bin überzeugt, dass ich mit meinen Fähigkeiten glänzen kann und sie auch gefördert werden. :)

Letztendlich habe ich aber doch zum Bloggen irgenwie zu viel zu tun. ;) (YouTube, Aufräumen, Studi-VZ, Einkaufen, E-bay ... Mir fällt da schon was ein!)

Ach und, der Hirsch2 (Jaja, lang nichts mehr gehört, zum Glück ...) hat sich doch tatsächlich letztens heiraten lassen ... Ich betrachte das als einen Fall von "Glück gehabt!"! (Lunawen wird exakt wissen, was ich meine. ;))

Aber ich vertraue, dass ihr mich nicht ganz vergesst. *grins*

Ganz lieb grüß Euch und wünscht einen schönen Abend,