(Un) Inspired

It seems like everywhere I go lately, I am bombarded with inspirational messages. Facebook tells me to look at the horizon and run. Pinterest tells me to treasure the little moments. Twitter tells me that each morning is a new day and to seize it.

Well, you know what? I’m sick of it.

I’m sick of being told to run and to enjoy and to climb and to seize.

Personally, I quite like sitting on my couch for hours at a time or driving around for twenty minutes looking for the closest parking spot. I can’t help but see the dirty footprints to come when my kids stomp in the puddles, rather than the beauty of nature’s rain and I don’t need someone telling me how renewing the sunrise is.

Inspiration?

No thanks. These are more my speed…