I’ve done a lot in my long life.

I’ve traveled much of the world. I’ve seen things, created things, smelt things, touched things. Yet when I sit on the toilet and contemplate, and I remember the words of wisdom – “Live for the moment” – I can’t help but feel things would be magically different if only my behavior was such and such and like this and that. If only I had more discipline, I tell myself, I could be so much greater.

But is it wrong to be content with little? I argue back and ask if I can’t enjoy my humble life and have faith in a long term goal. Maybe there’s no need to toil and be great if I am happy with my burdens already.

In the solitude, all alone as I listen to the fan above me, I reply: Yeah, boy, but imagine if all your dreams came true. You can do it, but you need to hustle and be uncomfortable. You need to grind and wake up super early every day! You have to smile at the sunrise even when all you want to do is sleep.

My life is already great, I rebuttal. Why be so uncomfortable to fix what is not even broken? I admit all my dreams coming true would be amazing and might make me very happy, but so is the fun process of steadily taking my time without stressing out. Faithfully, step by step, a little bit everyday, I can still be comfortable and have at least some of my dreams come true.

That’s lazyiness.

It’s my right if I don’t want to slave away like everyone else.

But you need to work hard to deserve your place in the world!

I am making my contribution.

Stop arguing to yourself on the toilet!

Okay…