Have you ever stolen someone’s ideas and gave them a second life
honestly thinking that it is your brand new and quite unique thought?
I started noticing that it happens. And it has happened many times.
I wanted to have a tattoo, because those inked people always
look really interesting and it seems they have a story you would definitely
want to hear. They are people who want to be asked, who want to show their
individualities, strength, beliefs, compassion or devotion. Unfortunately, I
never came up with anything what would suit me and could explain me well
enough. Oh, there is one tattoo I recently saw on someone else’s wrist that
would be glad to wear. But it will be a counterfeit, just one of the millions I
wrote my Bachelor and Master thesis about.
After realizing I’m not good in drawing or singing, I wanted
to be a writer. And it seemed pretty easy. We did it frequently at school and
my teacher liked the way I was able to put all my thoughts together and discuss
about various authors’ raised issues in papers. But each time I planned to
write something I actually wanted to be one of my favourite writers – sometimes
inspiring as P. Coelho (at that time), sometimes funny and sarcastic as well
read bloggers, strong and powerful as journalists who were traveling around the
world and saw shocking things with their own eyes, or just so simple, easy but
magical to read as H. Murakami. I ended up doing all those things one after
another, but never managed to finish any of them. Although time is not over
yet.
Running became my biggest joy these days. A dream about a full
marathon gives me such a big excitement that inspires me to beat another extra
kilometer every day, and feel even greater. But my knees are always reminding
me of my doctors’ advice not to run at all if I want to save my legs for later
years. And despite of it, I still do it, because I heard someone said that all
limits are in our heads. And I believe in it. And I’m
chasing a better me as that person always running a few steps ahead me in my
training.
Counting 5 countries of living came up from travelers I met
in my small city. They were interesting to talk and share hundreds of adventure
stories. But mostly, they looked more lively when anyone else around me, and so
wise, with strong willpower. And what inspired me – “Whatever would be, let it
happen!”.
After seeing another commonly shared TED talk, I asked
myself what defines me. It’s not that easy to find it. Because everything what
is happening to me, has already happened to someone else. What I think what
defines me as person might be a principle of another individual. And I look at
myself, at things around me. I try to remember my thought about one or another
matter. And now honestly I can see how many of them are self-imposed and how
many are just someone else’s life I want to “wear”.
And this leads to a confession – I’m actually not that unique,
I copy a lot. I copy my friends, because they care about the same things,
although we see this word so differently. I share their posts on facebook, I listen
to the music they like and if it compliments my taste, I listen to it twice
or more, until it becomes mine.
Dear friend, I read books you have already read and watch
movies that were also recommended by you. Sometimes I take your thoughts and
find myself in some of them. And when I want to write my blog, but yet again I
struggle choosing the right and “unique” wording or writing style, unfortunately
, I end up by just keeping all those thoughts to myself and sooner or later they
all appear in someone else’s posts. Read Tuyana, Alla and Zhenia, they have
much more to say when I ever could so many times.
I admire your perception of life, sometimes I want to follow
the same pattern. I might like your vision on life and your strong opinion
towards one or another thing. I also would like to go on an adventure with you,
I would truly support you and ask you if I could join, or share this idea with
someone else as mine.
Dear acquaintance or my new friend, I might also remind you of
a person you have already met in your life and because of his or her
characteristics, very similar interests, behavior, look or even goals, I won’t
be that interesting anymore, because you already might know what to expect from
me. And you most probably will be right in some points. But I might also
surprise you.
And even with all this, I’m not unique without you. Because
you inspire me, you make me want to do things I never thought of before or
haven’t had the courage to start. You make me dream about the life I didn’t
know I can live. You make me move, do things. And because of that I know –
there is a long and very wide way to my self discovery. And it’s possible, that
even after so many years I still would want to “borrow” some qualities you
have.
Surroundings can define a person in many ways. Sometimes we
are not even aware of them. But in the end it’s not so bad as long as we are
strong in our actions, do it with passion and do them good. We might catch
ourselves in the same things as others have previously done. We might dream
about new roads which are so common and familiar to many. We might fight a
life-changing battle about which others would say “Pfff, what’s so special? I
do it every day before breakfast”. But we might also do all those things better
or worse, or just different. And we would be that outcome.
