Earlier today I was talking with a friend of mine about some things. He was trying to make a decision on something financial, and he also brought up some things about his current addiction to caffeine, and how it’s affected him badly. To be honest, most of the time when people talk to me about these things, I sort of nod my head and listen.. give some sort of cheap advice, and get out of the conversation, or worse.. I change the subject to me and my own problems.
Today when my friend was talking, something sparked inside of me. Compassion. I felt like I did back when I had no bills to pay, no job to go to, and nothing in life bringing me down. I felt pure, undivided compassion for someone else, with no selfish motive.
I talked to my friend for a few hours, and I tried hard to challenge him to make better habits. I let him know that I cared, and to talk to me anytime about what’s going on, and that I’ll do my best to be there for him. To some people an addiction to such a socially acceptable stimulant, and bad spending habits seem like small issues, but these are things that have legitimately been bothering him.
I was inspired to make a tumblr, because I want to be exposed to people who think and live in the way that I want to think, and live. I also want to share from my experiences, and try to build into the lives of others. I’ll likely reblog funny things, and things that are interesting to me, but I also want to be constructive. I may, or may not end up with a lot of followers, but if I can improve at least one persons life with this page, I’ll be extremely satisfied.