How can you define “vacation?”
Lying on a cozy beach chair, enjoying the ocean breeze, reading your favorite novel while sipping a nice bottle of beer…? If these are the must-dos during your vacation, will you still enjoy the “life” two months later?
Well, the answer is negative to me. I did not really enjoy a nice vacation for the past two months. Most of the time, I watched TV, read workout information on-line, bid sunglasses on Ebay, trained my muscles, and worried about my future. Somebody told me yesterday that it is damn difficult for someone to fulfill his/her dream. Destiny or financial difficulties always block the pathway toward what one really hopes to do. It sounded interesting to me and also aroused an inner thinking about myself.
I did want to have a nice long trip to some tourist attractions in the US. I indeed wanted to start thinking about the topic of my dissertation. But for the past two months, I’ve been wondering and worried about something that might not be so important or, let’s say, beneficial to my life. I am not talking about my workout plan, which was good and aggressive. Anyway, I’ve wasted time wondering if I was going to lose something that is so important to me. The truth is: I don’t need to care so much. All I need to care is to finish what I need to do.
Worry and anger has stopped me from moving forward. I’ve got nothing to lose if I stay where I am and do what I have to do.