Time is a dwindling resource. A resource that I mostly could compare to fresh produce. It is more valuable when it is used as soon as possible. It is a circular argument where I myself is the master of my own time, that is, my own produce. I create my own produce, I decide myself what to do with my produce. More and more needs to fit in the salad bowl that is my life. I can’t cram in every single vegetable. Less room, less time and with it comes less produce. Or less qualitative produce. If I would be satisfied with my produce, I wouldn’t do anything else than producing the exact same produce in the exact same quantities for all eternity. The truth is that I am not satisfied. I need diversity. I need that cucumber to sometimes be a squash.

It is OK if you are confused by my parable, because it is somewhere in that confusion in which the point is hiding. Quality produce is a very rare thing for me. This is why I have to prioritize in my life (like everyone). I have to say no. I have to change. I have to be less “fun”. I have to choose something over another thing, and that thing might be you. The produce that I’ve chosen to fit inside my salad bowl is produce that I need. Sometimes, it is not even my choice. The choice is actually society’s choice: “You can become anything!!” The following video hits the nail on the head regarding that statement.

What if you fail in a society where you are constantly told that you really can accomplish anything? Well you guessed it. You feel incomplete. Whatever the name of it, anxious or incomplete or something else, I have some of it. I don’t envy you who are not feeling this way. But somehow, some way, you are doing something right, maybe?

I could have said this in a very simple uncomplicated way with maybe two or three sentences. But I chose not to. I chose to do this long exposition because I need it, I want it.

With that said. My salad bowl is really big. A lot of stuff is in there. I am no small minded person. You, reading this, is probably one of the ones that fit in my bowl. But you are in there with a lot of other produce. The squash, the apple, the pea and the water melon, all of you.

All of this might sound depressing. But my intention with this wall of text is actually to tell you that you matter to me. This is a personal note from me to you. A note with my confused thoughts of 2015. The bowl will not get any larger but I hope that you will still be there.

The Yodaism I can sum up this with, as my personal advice is:
In your life, don’t forget that anyone who is in or close to it, also has a life, just as complicated as yours. Don’t dwell on why someone didn’t show up to your party or didn’t call you, and never assume they had an invalid reason. If you can’t stand not knowing, do ask, but not condescendingly and accept the answer you get. There is enough stress in our everyday life as it is. Friends should be the window through which we can ventilate our thoughts. So don’t put wooden planks on your window, open it, let some steam out and let some fresh air in !