Shape life before it shapes you

A wind bent tree is shackled by its roots. It cannot evade, only endure. This picture was taken on a very windy day on the Isle of Wight, I was sitting inside a car which explains the reflection. It also reflects my current thoughts.

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So many factors contribute to how we currently feel. Our jobs, relationships, health, wealth, social status, location, the weather…The list goes on for as long as we want it to. 

Some of these cannot be controlled, some can. Although it is important that we make the most of what we are able to control, it is vital to react positively to what we cannot. I have found that throughout life I have often reacted badly to what I cannot control and for that, have dramatically reduced my productivity with what I can change. 

As with any time period, we have to accept that society will mould us to a certain degree. That we are victims of circumstance that may deprive us of education and freedom, creativity and opportunity. With that being said, some of the most successful and inspirational people among us have had that same burden. We can reduce the degree in which it affects us.

The ability that we possess that a tree does not is that we can resist. We can move and rebel, relocating away from that heavy pressure of society and into a place in which those strong winds launch us forward instead of hold us back. It’s simply about looking in the right places and being willing to change direction. 

A seemingly impossible climb can become the easiest walk with a simple 180.

This is life 

What is desired more than quality? Trends. The need to be like everyone else instead of what’s suits us best. After all if trends change, they couldn’t have been that special anyway.

The easiest thing to do is fit in. Simply look at what is popular and buy it. Listen to what we are told is cool by apparant experts and give them our hard earned money.

Customers queuing for food on Grainger St, Newcastle, UK

I have just walked by this burger van near the Greys Monument in the city centre. It may in fact be the best burger I will ever have. But what I have learned is that for a queue to be this long, quality isn’t always in the recipe. It could be average, the thrill of being in the cool crowd overcompensating for mediocrity. 

It is astounding how much money goes towards ‘keeping up to date’, another term for blending in with society. Why spend so much money on wanting to be unrecognisable? Another brick in the wall, another drop in the ocean living life with an aim to be accepted instead of glorifying personal strengths and interests.

Life is too short for that. The effort put into adhering to societal norms could be spent changing them for the better. 

Once again, this burger van may not be a culprit, it was just the inspiration for my post. If the queue goes down, I may give it a try.

Is it Friday yet?

Does anyone have a day of the week that they hate more than the usual suspect Monday?

I started typing this yesterday, hence the reference.

The fun part about leaving a job I have been in for a pretty long time is that those last few weeks are actually very enjoyable. I remember that Friday feeling in school, I still had to work but knowing the weekend was coming got me through. August is that Friday for me. I feel relaxed as the sun sets on this particular job and time in my life.

My aim is to live a life that consists purely of that Friday feeling. We all do. The days of the week were created by people and with that, the Monday to Friday work schedules. Working in hospitality I don’t often get the weekends off, if anything it helps me see how commonplace the 9-5 is. Seeing the waves of people pile onto the streets from the underground stations at 8.30am on Monday and fill the pubs by 5.30pm Friday, we really are fixed to a certain course. Friday is the day in which the lead is taken away from our neck and we get to run around with the other humans for a little bit.

But be back by Monday.

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It is great to have that mutual celebration on Friday afternoon cheering on the next two days of freedom, but the more we live like everyone else the less we get to tell a unique story. The less fuel to provide a story that is different from the rest and certainly less time to experience one. I find blogging is an escape from this as it is the channel in which I get to express the most freedom. I post when I want about what I want. No deadlines or word counts. This is also one of the reasons I am looking forward to travelling so much. The extra freedom to blog without the constraints of my working life holding me back, as temporary as this may turn out to be. If I ever get combine the two, I will be very happy indeed.

Have a great Tuesday… and make it as Friday as possible.

Your the key to you’re success

I find some people are unwilling to accept help or advice if it exposes a personal flaw. People are very reluctant to receive constructive criticism, rightly so if it is done in a condescending fashion.

I personally love my own flaws being exposed. That one moment and acknowledgement of imperfection helps me to become that little bit closer to perfection in whatever it was I was doing at the time. 

Question. If you are reading a post, Facebook status or watching someone create an email in which they type ‘your’ instead of ‘you’re’ and you are with the author, would you tell them? I don’t think it is a bad thing to do so. If it is considerate and good willed, I don’t see the problem. The problem is so many people would rather shun the correction and try to preserve pride, although that pride is an illusion as people pretend there wasn’t a mistake in the first place.

I have just read a post by a very ambitious, highly driven person right before this post and thought I’d ask. There is no quicker way to success than getting help along the way. Accepting it costs nothing, but may be invaluable. 

It’s cool to act stupid

I see there is a big trend online for people to either pretend they are more stupid than they are, or boast about it.


I stumble (pun very much intended) upon images and memes all the time, people sharing them proudly to glorify how they should have been brought up with bubble wrap.


Why boast about being stupid or clumsy? I’m all for admitting flaws and that I am not the perfect person, it just seems a waste of valuable time to make sure the Internet knows my weaknesses instead of strengths. They don’t even have to be strengths, just something a little more optimistic and moral boosting. 

It’s hard enough for us mortals to be heard and find a job that utilities our strengths, I am trying more than ever to use such opportunities as a boost and not a put-me-down.