For the better part of yesterday, I had no idea what to write for today’s blog post. I was swamped, neck deep in work. After my first class of the day, I pretty much spent several hours obsessing over an assignment and wondering where to put the comma in a sentence and to be honest, even after submitting I was still kind of bothered because I never really stop obsessing over writing. I just love writing so much and the assignment was worth 30 marks but I was only bothered because I love writing.
When I was finally done with that and I had submitted, I went ahead to go and start another assignment. I was searching for rejoinders, press releases and one of Wole Soyinka’s eyelids. At least that’s what it felt like while searching for a retraction in about a hundred newspapers. The point is that I was very busy.
I don’t know who posted that picture. They’re obviously lying against me. I’m really serious minded. Anyway, when we were already nearing the closing hours of the day and I still had nothing to write here for you, I was starting to get worried. I have a list of topics written down already but I never really got around to checking. A girl was rude to me at some point in the day but it would have been petty to write an entire blog post about that.
Eventually, I started planning the best way to tell you that I cannot can. I was walking home with one of my friends and after making me laugh one too many times (no, I’m not sharing his jokes, I’m stingy like that), when I was five minutes away from my place, he said that sometimes, you have to appreciate the little things.
Of course, being the bag of silliness that he is, he was talking about appreciating your comb and your pen and your f*cks… or was it forks? That was not what I got from it though. I shook his hand and thanked him for the idea and here I am writing on the last bit of juice I have left on my laptop because NEPA refused to give us light last night.
Now, I’m not a motivational speaker. I’m not an inspirational speaker and you won’t catch me dead telling you to aspire to inspire to acquire your choir. I only speak based on facts and a couple of personal experiences… and memes I see on WhatsApp stories but that’s not the point.
We, as humans, are naturally inclined towards the biggest things. It’s what we most easily notice. Sad as it is, the girl with the bigger behind catches the attention of the opposite sex much faster than the more moderately endowed girl. The guy with the bigger muscles gets more attention than the small one. The bigger pocket, faster car, longer Brazilian hair, flashiest wristwatch, finest house, they all get more attention than the more humble ones. The list goes on but that point has been made. What if I told you though that size does not actually matter?
Sure, its normal to only see the biggest things and ignore the smaller ones but what if I told you that there is a whole new world of pleasure and satisfaction in the smaller things? In the little things you have so unceremoniously ignored?
It might be a lot to take in. Well, not literally because they’re actually the little things but you get my point. It might be a lot to take in but in our pursuit of happiness and satisfaction and success, we are always going for the biggest thing. “I want to be a world renowned web developer”, “I want to be the best artist ever so I can buy my momma a house”, “I want to become a well-known writer and have people appreciate my works”, “I want to be able to eat five servings of large pizza after eating three plates of bread and beans.”
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It’s great to aspire to bigger things but the pursuit of these big things really only put you in the rat race. It’s like hanging a carrot in front of a donkey you’re riding. It would keep on walking even through a field of carrots because it wants to eat that carrot in an endless pursuit of satisfaction but it can’t get it. Because it is so focused on the carrot in front of it (its false opinion as the only source of satisfaction), it fails to see the other carrots that surround it.
Yes, it can be somewhat difficult to take your eyes away from these big things that struggle for your attention but next time you have the opportunity, pay attention to the small things. There’s happiness there too. Listen to the flute that plays in that song you like, breathe a little deeper to catch the scent of that freshly watered grass, tell that person you really like their outfit and watch how their face brightens up into a smile (assuming they’re not an asshole) because truly, in life, it’s the little things that really matter.
What am I concluding again? I’ve said what I wanted to say biko. Come and be going to the comment section. Thank you.
But here’s what I want to know…
- What do you think? The article makes sense shey?
- What are the little things that make you happy?
- When last did you do those little things? Or do you just spend all your time worrying?