The Sunrise Never Leaves You

6:00am, the sun rises. You’ve just got home. Sh!t. I thought I’d left that life behind. With each passing occurrence, it’s become apparent that the sunrise never leaves you.


The grass will always be greener. Yet, whilst for I thought I was literally swapping the sunrise finish for the 9-5, lurking not too far away in the shadows is my next sunrise finish.


To quote a cheesy email that I received from my mother (the kind of chain email that older people send when they’ve discovered the Internet for the first time), imagine a world where you had just won a prize where each morning your bank deposits $86,400 into your account each day with the following two conditions:

1. Any money not spent at the end of each day is forfeited

2. Money can not be transferred, only spent

3. The bank can stop the payments at anytime


Obviously under these conditions the incentive is to spend like there’s no tomorrow. So when the ice breaks and you get told that this imaginary world is a metaphor for time where:

1. There are 86,400 seconds in a day

2. Time spent sleeping is the money you forfeit each day

3. Each day spent alive is the renewal of a new set of 86,400 seconds

4. And so on…


Originally I disregarded this email as a pointless seize the day story that was more spam than substance. However, with my latest sunrise finish, it did become relevant such that it gave me a gentle nudge that the sh!t you put up with has to have a purpose and reminded myself not to fall into the living in the moment excuse. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; living in the moment is an unsustainable method of denial, whereby you never find what truly makes you alive.

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So rather than inspiring myself to ‘plan for the future,’ maybe this sequence of unspectacular thoughts and events was actually a reminder to never give up chasing that thing that keeps that spark in your eye.

And with this thought I’ll conclude my sleep depraved post with a quote from old mate Dave.

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“When I think about kids watching a TV show like American Idol or The Voice, then they think, ‘Oh, OK, that’s how you become a musician, you stand in line for eight f*cking hours with 800 people at a convention center and… then you sing your heart out for someone and then they tell you it’s not f*ckin’ good enough.’ Can you imagine? It’s destroying the next generation of musicians! Musicians should go to a yard sale and buy and old f*cking drum set and get in their garage and just suck. And get their friends to come in and they’ll suck, too. And then they’ll f*cking start playing and they’ll have the best time they’ve ever had in their lives and then all of a sudden they’ll become Nirvana. Because that’s exactly what happened with Nirvana. Just a bunch of guys that had some sh!tty old instruments and they got together and started playing some noisy-ass sh!t, and they became the biggest band in the world. That can happen again! You don’t need a f*cking computer or the internet or The Voice or American Idol.”

i.e. put up with or be sh!t at something and if you really love it and are willing to be sh!t at it for long enough, then one day you might just achieve Nirvana.

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End of the cheesiness and thanks to BuzzFeed for most of the images






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