I consider myself a pretty lucky person. The chances of me ever being born were tiny, and then the chance that I would be human, an intelligent and dominating species on earth, even smaller. Then again the chance that I would be reasonably well off, have been educated, have a constant supply of running water... minute. So already, I think I am incredibly lucky and try to live every day knowing this.
But on a smaller scale, why is it that some days I feel like I have good luck and some days I have bad? It can be caused by any variables I can't control, like the weather or who and what I come across that day. But actually, the real variable is my attitude. If I wake up and point out every good thing that happens to me that day, I'm sure to have a brilliant day, whereas if I wake up and point out everything which doesn't go right, I'm not sure how good I'm going to be feeling by the end of that day.
Being lucky is having friends who care about me, being lucky is going on adventures across the world, being lucky is fulfilling all my ambitions, and none of that happens by chance. I make it happen, so therefore, luck is controllable.
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