I have never done a thing like rewinding my year to look back on it because I’ve never come across an year like 2020 in all my life. Spoiler alert, it is my best one yet and I don’t hate it.
Yes, you read that right – I had a great time this year unlike the popular opinion, however, I do share some of those opinions as well. Like, I learnt how tough it is for a few douche-bags to not wear a mask. That it takes courage to be alone. That it sucks to be alone. And, so on. Yet, this has been my best year so far because I want to look at it that way. What’s good for me if I completely hate it, right?
“Say No To Hatred!” should replace “No Smoking” in restaurants in the age of polarization.
That’s all I have to say about my hatred towards hatred. Let’s get going with the good of this year. 2020 brought me so many opportunities, stories, lessons and accomplishments that I almost hate why I never looked at life the way I did this year. Maybe it’s my age (turns out I’m growing) or maybe the circumstances (lockdown + free amount of free time) made me pause and contemplate more than I’ve ever done. It’s good to contemplate. It’s always good to contemplate.
For starters, I’ve been healthier than ever – one of the achievements I’d like to bag in this year. I don’t do much to work out, but I try to stay active and eat healthy. But, I still love pizza, rolls and whatever (edible) junk you can put cheese on and have beer with. However, it’s important to stay fit. Good for your mind, good for your breath. I’m waiting to pick up my mountain bike from the store. So, in 2021 you can expect a few thoughts on cycling to slide (or should I say ride) into the blog here and there.
Back to 2020.
This year, I’ve been much more calmer and aware of my surroundings – thanks to my struggles on keeping consistency with the process of meditation. And, I am acing it at life (in general, at least, to my standards) by even just getting up daily to face the day. And, it can get mundane.
It is boredom, that usually wins – but, I’m working on it. I don’t think I have ever faced so much of a bad tongue for everything. I don’t like watching shows or movies anymore like I used to, probably because I have overcooked that bit way too much this year. No thriller excites me anymore. I’d rather watch my old favourites over new ones.
I hope my attitude towards boredom changes. As Tim Urban says, according to his Pixel Theory, that life is a picture while we live in a pixel. Maybe my life is not boring, it’s only repetitive. Including things I love to do, on repeat, is the only way out. The struggle is real.
Speaking of struggles, I have realised how much my struggle to be a better human matters. It matters not just for me but everyone around me. I’ve given myself into the notions of being kind to others because that’s the only way we can be happy together. What’s the point of being happy alone?
If there is any point, I think I know what it means. I’ve found my share of happiness in solitude.
But, it’s much easier to be all alone by yourself – as happy – I have realised. Because, it takes more than just your own feel-good efforts to be happy with the people around you. I have learned that we all struggle in being kind to others because some can be really just not worth it. But, they are always worth it – more than ever. They too are just humans wanting to be kind but often fail at it. It’s nobody’s fault but somebody’s. I’m no psychologist, so I won’t suggest shit about judging others. But, it makes only sense to me to be kind to others in a world filled with assholes.
Not that it matters, but I hope I’ll build the habit to keep others around me happy. I hope you do too. This brings us to the end of my rewind to 2020 and much like the year I don’t think my article is certain or that it matters to be blamed for a terrible time.
Thank you for being my reader and for supporting my efforts. You are kind, see? Not that hard like the way people make a fuss about it. See you in 2021 with much more exciting articles, thoughts on amazing books and just taking it easy.
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