The Older I get, The Less I Care About
- The older I get, the less I care about what people think about me. Now I care about what I think about myself.
The older I get, the less I care about how much money I make. And more about how much time I save. Time is the ultimate asset. And I would rather have less money than less time.
The older I get, the less I care about criticism and outcomes. If there’s something I want to do, I just do it. I don’t care if I fail or pass, if people make fun of me or cheer for me. I want to do things for the experience, not for the results or rewards.
The older I get, the less I complain about things. If it’s under my control, I work on it. If not, I just let it go. There are better things to do in life than overthinking and overreacting.
The older I get, the less I focus on what’s wrong in my life. Now I understood that if I focus on good things, more good things will happen in life. Where the focus goes, the energy flows.
The older I get, the less I care about materialistic possessions. And the more I understand that the less I own, the better my life becomes. There’s less to worry about, less to maintain, and less to lose.
The older I get, the less I care about changing people, circumstances, and ultimately the world. Now I focus on changing myself. If I want to see the change outside, I have to make that change inside me first.
The older I get, the less I care about the number of books I read. I would rather read the same book 10 times until I learn, understand, and implement every single thing that book taught me than jump from one book to another.
The older I get, the less I care about being normal. And the more I embrace being crazy. That’s what makes me unique and amazing. And my life fun and interesting.
The older I get, the less I care about competing with others. Life is not a race. And I don’t have to run through it. I can do things at my own pace and still can ace life.
The older I get, the less I care about how many likes I get on my photos. And the more I care about how much I like myself. What’s the point of getting 10K likes if you aren’t happy with who you are?
The older I get, the less I care about motivation. if I want to play the long game, I don’t need bursts of dopamine. I need discipline and dedication.
The older I get, the less I care about being nice and acceptable. I focus on being kind but honest. If I don’t want to do something, I say so without stretching the point. But I make sure I’m kind, calm, and soft speaking when I do that.
The older I get, the less I care about losing weight. Now I appreciate my body the way it is; instead of finding faults and things to fix. Earlier my focus was “how my body looks”. Now my focus is “how my body feels.”
The older I get, the less I care about how many dresses, gadgets, or things I own. Instead of having too many options, now I prefer to have selective, high-quality but limited choices.
The older I get, the less I care about drama. I no more care who wins the argument. I no more share my opinions like candies. Nor do I try to show off my skills, money, or possessions. Now all I care about is a peaceful, calm, and content life.
The older I get, the less I care about gossiping, envying, and comparing to people. What people do with their life is none of my business. And what I do with my life is my business. And if I want my life business to be in profit, I need to focus on that instead of others.
The older I get, the less I care about special occasions. Now I don’t save anything for festivals, special occasions, or events. Life itself is a festival and when you wake up in the morning, that is a special occasion. Why not celebrate the day instead of postponing life?
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