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2013: A Story of Going to the Gym for a Week
If you can't tell from my post title, I'm kinda anti-resolution.
Mostly because it makes no sense. All of America binge drinks and then immediately resolve to get in shape.
If you want to make a resolution, don't base it on an arbitrary point in space that our planet crosses every 365.254 days?
But I'm a cynic. Who am I to stop you from buying an annual gym membership and using it for 7 days?
2012 was a normal year. You shouldn't try and remember all the tragedies that happened this year, you should remember all the good that happened. I know people who mope at the end of the year every year because of all the people who died.
BREAKING NEWS: 150,000 people die every day. Many people will die while you read this post, which for some reason you're reading.
In 2012, we landed a rover on a different planet.
In 2012, a man jumped from space to break the speed of sound. He hit the ground and heard himself flying.
In 2012, 54,750,000 people died.
In 2012, 130,000,000 people were born.
The fact is, on every horrible event in your life, thousands will remember it as the happiest day of their life, due to marriage, engagement, children being born.
I'm not that good at math, but I asked my dad, and 130,000,000 is bigger than 54,750,000.
I'm not good at logic, but that seems to mean we have more cause to be happy than to be sad.
In 2012, I learned a lot about the world, that the developed world is a collection of pessimistic collection of creatures that would rather grieve the dead than celebrate the living.
Even if 2012 was a horrible year for me, I should be happy for the millions of people for which it was a great year.
What I'm trying to say is stop being sad about every tragedy that befalls us. Instead celebrate miracles that we see everyday, not just once a year at an arbitrary point in relation to our sun.
Because, every day, every moment will never happen again, and each moment offers a new start, not juts once a year.
There's nothing more important than knowing that.