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Whenever my mom calls me she asks:
“Did you do anything fun this weekend?”
For the past few years, my answer was almost always:
“Nope, just the same old stuff.”
Of course, I’d have the occasional trip or event that she wants to hear all about, but most of the time, the answer just involved working, writing, walking, lifting, and eating. The things I do every day.
Her response was always:
“Oh, you should go out more! You’re young Daniel!”
I always thought there was something wrong with me.
She was right, I thought.
I should go out more.
Am I wasting the years that matter the most?
Will I look back and regret doing the same old thing, day after day?
So, I pushed myself to go out more.
What I discovered was that I only started to feel more lost and dissatisfied with life.
As mom continued to call and ask that question, it started to click.
“So, did you do anything fun this weekend?”
Nope, just the same old stuff.
“Why don’t you go out and have some fun?”
Well…
Nothing is as fun as what I do every single day.
