Nostalgia makes us laugh. It makes us cry. What we were and where we were going. Major triumphs and epic fails. Loved and lost. Smirks, groans, gasps, sighs, all bringing tears to our eyes, various emotion evoking similar responses with polar opposite origins. Minutes, days, months and years have passed, yet in that moment...so vivid, so real...so right here. Nostalgia reminds me of my best and worst. The best have made me happy while the worst have made me better. Fear not nostalgia, I feed you every tomorrow, as you feed me every yesterday.
My thoughts of late have been about how, what and why. How did I get here? What does it mean? Why have I gone through this? To name a few...
I slightly remember the how... And with some educated guesses I can make decent assumptions on those meanings, but the why, that fuckin why. How sucks...how can be about how I got here, or it can be how do I fix it... How only matters when we decide we want to. Whether it comes first or last, it matters.
Why drives us at times. It deters most others. How? Frivolity, excess, lack of commitment, or fear of it. A desire to forget. To forget what???
'What' is a labyrinth. Until it isn't. This is confusion, I know, but bear with me. 'What' is a maze of disinformation, wrong turns, dead-ends and despair. 'What' is also that which changes minds and hearts, it inspires and leads to paths untrodden.
Why? We'll never truly know this answer...that's not the point. The point is we keep asking.
Think about the 5 W's.
Who- you
When- now
Where- here
What- the situation
Why- the goal
How- the strategy
With this reference, the first three 'w's are simple. Who, when and where are on you. What is dependent. Why questions the purpose. How determines the process.
What is the problem? Acknowledgement
Why are you here? Admittance
How do you fix it? Achievement
Acknowledge
Admit
Achieve
In my case...
I drink too much
Because I'm scared
I focus on cutting down drinking
Relax
