we have but ONE life

I used to be able to just work, work, work - without incident. But these days, work doesn't seem to be able to keep my mind from straying. The mind is such a complex machine that basic maintenance just won't cut it sometimes.

As I was telling my counselee yesterday, we compensate for everything that we find a shortfall from our ideal. The problem is never with being satisfied, when we are dealing with people who have minimal demands. Who are the people who have excessive personal demands? There will not be glaring numbers, nor will there be a way for anyone to actually find out because not many are able to come out and say that they are unhappy or dissatisfied. It's not an easy thing to grapple with and people rather think and believe that they are happy and satisfied.

For the ones who can readily admit to their less than ideal situation, it's kudos to them - because although they may not be society's ra-ra crowd, they will probably be the ones who can cope better than most under pressure, intense pressure. Logically, they have lived with personal pressures for so long that their coping skills have been tried and tested to work for them - these are the people who do not break that easily and these are the people who are likely to succeed in achieving their goal in the long run.

It would be perfect, if everyone could view such people that way, instead of classifying them as people who are not blending in, or people who are difficult, or people who dream.

It's always the majority wins. But in the race for living life, I think not. It's not the majority who will win but the few who choose to be different and who prefer not to be part of the human herd. We have one life - we must choose how we want to explore that one chance at living.