Fruit of life

What is the fruit of your life? First of all, what does this even mean? Is the fruit of life synonymous with happiness? I’ll give you a few examples of what “fruit of life” means to me.

Fruit of life is losing track of time. It’s checking the time, realizing it’s super late and saying to yourself, “Maybe I should go to sleep so that I’m not falling asleep at work which is where I’ll be in about 6-7 hours.” You realize that this lack of sleep is going to fuck you over in a few hours but you don’t even care because you’re enjoying the moment. Enjoying the moment is something that many of us struggle with. It’s difficult for us to enjoy today because we’re concerned with tomorrow. It’s difficult for us to enjoy tomorrow because we’re concerned with next month. It’s even difficult for us to enjoy this exact moment because we’re thinking about what we’re going to be doing two hours from now. My word of advice is to enjoy the moments where time does not matter. The moments when cellphones don’t matter. Her post on Instagram doesn’t matter and his tweet doesn’t matter. Your e-mails don’t matter. Nothing matters besides the exact moment that you’re in.

Fruit of life is being comfortable in your own skin. It’s taking your shirt off and not thinking about the weight you want to lose. It’s taking your bra off and not thinking about the C or D cup you want. It’s taking your pants off and not thinking about the cellulite or the stretch marks on your thighs. Being naked is intended to be liberating; is it not? It’s difficult for many of us to look at our naked body, let alone someone else. But what if that someone thinks that the size of your breasts are just right? What if that someone kisses your thighs as though the cellulite and stretch marks don’t exist? What if that person’s idea of beauty is you? If they can so easily think that beauty’s definition has a picture of you next to it, why can’t you think the same? If your idea of beauty is someone you see on TV, I’m sorry (not really) but that’ll never be you. But what’s even more important is that it doesn’t matter. Your body is a result of YOUR genes, YOUR eating habits, YOUR level of fitness. Love your body effortlessly. Enjoy your naked body just as much as the person making love to it does.

Fruit of life is doing the things you enjoy doing without remorse. It’s having that drink after work. It’s eating that donut you’ve been craving. It’s having sex when you’re horny. It’s smoking that blunt you’ve been wanting to smoke. It’s booking that flight. It’s buying that expensive outfit. It’s doing things without attaching any negative thoughts and feelings to them. It’s enjoying yourself…effortlessly.

Fruit of life is the fountain of youth.

The things that make you happy keep you young at heart.

Stay young.

Yours truly,

Young lez 😉