Going Garfield isn't really the best way to face the day. Garfield is lazy and unmotivated to leave the comfort of his bed, and a Stoic is never attracted to his bed. But why hate Mondays today? I actually don't, Monday represents something so important which is a new start. The first day of the… Continue reading Mondays
Have you ever found yourself in a nightmare where you are trapped in a horror movie and you have to survive the night until the dawn rises the next day? If you did, try doing that for 5 days and you will have an idea of the cliché I had to go through for the… Continue reading Survive the Week
I shall not be discouraged. I shall not be defeated. The messages I keep telling myself are a great way of enabling me to move forward despite having the issues, and despite being in constant attack by my enemies. And this is the theme of everything I place in this blog, the power of choice,… Continue reading Practice What You Preach?
Growing up and meeting people, I always took one cue from my father and that is: to be someone everybody likes. Though it doesn't happen all the time, trying to be a people-pleaser allowed me to develop habits like watching what I say, assessing the situation, and be generally pleasing as much as possible. So when… Continue reading Why Bask in the Misfortunes of Others?
Stoics place themselves in uncomfortable situation, is to develop the habits needed to thrive when the situation inevitably occur.
In the seemingly endless discourse of daily life, getting out of bed is a challenge. But then again isn't living a challenge in itself? And if we treat each moment as a problem to be solved, then each task done is one victory in itself. Im reflecting on the concept of achievement hunting, where you… Continue reading Take the Little Victories
Difficult mornings aren't new to anyone, there will always be days when the comfort of the bed seems to be more appealing than facing the day, but I really should get up and do something. But today isn't one of those days, I just spent 12 hours sleeping the night before and 12 hours idling… Continue reading Bad Days Don’t Define Me