25mortonstreet’s Weblog

One night I woke up with the sentence: “Being human is about being different”.
Being human is also about making choices. My life is the sum of choices I made.
I made bad choices and good choices. I always tried to make good choices. Everybody does. But sometimes they were bad, because I didn’t know better.

Life is also about messing up. Making mistakes and correcting them.

This is the beauty about life. It is never to late to correct your mistakes. It is never too late to turn your life around. You can do it any moment.
Messing up, turning around, messing up, turning around. Messing up is not an excuse to leave it like this and live it like this.

I once read, the difference between a fat person and a thin person is, when the fat person breaks their diet they keep on eating and eat even more, because they’ve messed up anyway. A thin person would simply skip the next meal.

Life is trial and error and hopefully we learn out of our mistakes and make better choices, because that’s it all about. It is like a child learning to walk. It’s all about growing up your whole life.

These are the stories I like to read or to watch, and to write myself: Seeing people learning, growing, struggling with their lives, making bad choices, searching for happiness in all the wrong places and finally coming to an understanding, seeing their wrongs and correcting their ways, without any judgment. Understanding humanity because we are all on the same, but different journey.

That is what I liked about “little children”, a movie I watched the other night with great Kate Winslet playing a lonely Mom. Beautifully told, surprising until the end. So true, so human. I wish I will write a novel like that. Very soon. I really do.