Pocket Aces

Well, I’ve not posted for a while. I’ve been watching the Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and it got me thinking. I may not even post this but lets see if I hit the publish button once I’m through, be prepared, this may get interesting.

I’ve lived a charmed life, I’m 28 years old. I’m a kid. We’re always kids in the sense we will be learning from day one and never stop. Some of us will learn from our experiences and change our future actions but some will not and continue making the same mistakes.

I don’t want to make the same mistakes, I want to learn. Life is a gift, not a right and we should never settle for where we are now. This may seem like preachy BS but it’s not, its just the way it is.

28, 28 years on this planet of which we know nothing about, nothing of how we all came to be. Yet, we carry on like we’ve been dealt some cards in a game of poker but no one knows how we got them or who started this game in the first place.

I got pocket aces and I believe I’ve played them to the fullest. I grew up in a great home with a mom and dad who accepted the responsibility of raising children wholeheartidly. They’ve provided for me and my sister from day one and have afforded me the best possible head start. I now find myself with a great job in fantastic new surroundings with great support from my friends (who I hope haven’t forgotten about me in this short time I’ve been in Kenya) and family. I’ve been given a great hand and plan to make the best of it. My folks have provided me with an education and a roof over my head while I grow up. This is invaluable and I am always closer to realising what this means. Don’t for one second take things for granted and always compare your situation to others. This will give you a new perspective on life.  I drive around Kenya looking at the people I could have been, those less fortunate, those fighting to survive one day at a time. I see stinking rich people on TV and think not “damn, I wish that were me” but  “aha, pocket aces, nicely done and well played”.

What am I trying to say, well, this is the life we’ve got and we had no choice in the situtation we were born into. Just make the best of it, try to keep level headed an stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Do I have regrets, yes, but in the greater scheme of things, these fade into nothingness. The past cannot be changed, where we are now is what matters.

What matters to me is living life to the full, for me that’s meeting new people, experiencing new things and not taking things too seriously. If you’re having a heart attack, take it seriously. If your waiter brought you the wrong side dish, shrug it off and realise the veggies he brought you will most probably give you a few more minutes in your life than the fries you ordered.

All this seems like its been written often, there’s a reason for that, it’s the truth.   Living in Kenya has taught me one thing. Live each day like it is the last, ask yourself the question each morning “would I be happy and content if this was the last day of my life”. If the answer is yes, you understand. If you’re slogging it out at your 9-5 same as every other day, your’e too comfortable, change it up, it’s for the better. I change things often, maybe not jobs but how I approach situations and how I interact with problems. Address those nagging issues now, not tomorrow, tomorrow doesn’t exist in my world.

Ok, bye, that’s all. That’s what I wanted to write so I wrote it. Lets see if I hit that publish button………..

Why do I write such dribble, because if today was my last, at least one or two people would undertand I finished off the game with a mountain of chips still holding my pocket aces with no regrets….

BTW, 4500 people have read my posts, I’m glad actually someone is reading cause its really pretty stupid to write all this garble without someone having a look at it.

Raaaaahhhhhhh 🙂