They say time is
one of the most valuable things you can give to somebody. It’s maybe one of the
only things you can give away and won’t ever and can’t ever get back. We are all guilty of investing our time in
things that we find out were never really worth it. Sometimes we have too much time in day and
other times it’s not enough. Instead of
judging our days on how much we’ve done in a day, we should judge them by how
much we have learned in one.
The most beautiful days are those of
which you do something that you have never done before. If we wake up everyday
and do the same thing over and over again, as fun as it may be, it’s really
doing us no good. We should live each day to its best. Those are the days, of
course, that we will remember for years and years to come.
I remember some of
my most memorable days were the days when I took risks. Sometimes it can be
good to do something crazy and not particularly safe. Sometimes you’ll wind up at 1 a.m. taking a
taxi-cab to strange places or nervously taking a bus in the afternoon to other
strange places, praying to get off at the right stop. Sometimes it’s okay to pretend like you are leaving school with a
mother and her daughter and running home to lay out in the Madrid sun for an
hour before anyone gets home, and it’s certainly okay to run home in the rain
with no shoes on and sit on a bench near home while watching your brothers play
soccer. Those are the days that you
remember.
I certainly couldn’t
tell you about each and every one of the days when I woke up, went to school,
got home, ate lunch, took a siesta and studied for a few hours, ate dinner, and
went to sleep. Once you do something every day, it no longer stands out in your
mind. Yes, I know I did that most days, and they were numerous, but I wouldn’t
be able to tell you about all the days that I did.
My point behind
all this is to take risks. Sometimes you have to do something that sounds ridiculous.
I mean what’s the worst that could happen?
