I had an interesting talk with my boss last night and after he told me an old Italian saying – chi di speranza vive, disperato muore – I realized that my bitterness towards optimism, the future, hope, and dreams has finally melted away; every last remnant disappeared.
Don’t get it twisted, my boss was not trying to depress me. He followed that quote saying, ”What is meant to happen will happen when it’s supposed to. Not before, not after”. He reminded me that hope is good, action is important, but at the end of the day sometimes it’s best to sit still and wait it out. Rash actions sprung from despair are the ones you will regret most.
Life is wonderful even if it’s still, stagnant — or maybe it just appears stagnant because I’m not in the constant frenzy of plan-making. Maybe it seems still because I’m content and confident that something decent will happen soon.
Maybe I like the stillness, the calm, the present-day living surrounded by a feeling of hope.
