I can finally come to the park and hit the bars without having to wear a raincoat and an extremely strong force of will, added to a strong mind... Oh yeah, doing pull-ups and chin-ups in a cold, rainy and slippery environment requires a strong mind, believe me.
This has been my setup for the past 14 days. It's only 5 minutes walking from my current HQ and if only it included bars to do dip.
But hey, we do what we can with what life sets upon our path, right?
Or at least that's how I think about life nowadays. If you can change something, then why are you stressing out? If you can't change it, then why are you stressing out?
Stress is making you - and me - grow old faster than we should be.
That's why today I wanted to come to the park and do nothing, just be.
That's why I'm laying down in the grass - a still wet grass if you must know - relaxing, trying to think about life and not about Steem. Don't worry, I won't turn this post into a Steem social analysis.
Thinking about life. Meditating about my short term decisions and goals. Missing home and my family for the first time in 2 years and a half. Wishing to wake up next to Alai, my black Schnauzer and then going out with her to play with Denzel and Fiona, my Belgian shepherd and great Dane that sleep outside the house. Having a big Mexican breakfast and next to my dad and his wife while I have to listen to the same topics one more time and yet, enjoying every second of it or perhaps having the usual morning argument ot fight about banal stuff and still, having the best time with them. Excercising under the sun and end up all burned, tired and thirsty for more. No worries, just a simple life.
I always wondered why, despite being away for so long only coming back for a few days every 4-6 months, I never missed home. Back then, I figured it was because I was always experiencing something new, discovering places, meeting new people, enjoying life at its fullest. Then, this urge of always going forward started to disappear, giving room for an unfamiliar need, the need to settle down, at least for a few months.
After spending countless hours reflecting and meditating about this choice, enduring self analysis and introspection for days and days, trying to figure out the next move and discarding Stockholm, Munich, Ibiza and Moscow, I decided to settle in Salzburg.
But you see, the curious part of all of this is, once I decided to settle, all these feelings about missing home, my family and my ex-routine made themselves present in my mind.
I hadn't missed home before until now, until I decided that I had enough adventures for now (for now). I started to feel nostalgic about my life in Mexico the moment this temporary, yet middle term, life change was real.
I mean, Look at this park. You have a mini football field, a volleyball net, a basketball court, point pong tables, a massive playground, gym bars and on top of that, a huge open space to do whatever you feel like. Hell, you could even throw a small rave here. And this is just a normal park in central Europe. And yet, it's empty. And still, I miss the shitty but sunny parks in Mexico.
Yeah yeah, it's not even summer yet, you have to wait till the good days Eric, come on.
But see that's the thing. I never thought about how much I'd miss something as simple as the weather. I guess it's true what they say - or what I read, I don't remember -, Latinos take the weather for granted. We don't give enough credit to Papa sun up there for being so bland and giving to us.
But hey, as I said at the beginning of this post, gotta do as much as I can with what I got, right?
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