LAZINESS OR LACK OF MOTIVATION?

I wanted to start off the week talking about something jolly and fun, something to get you in the mood like new music or an upcoming event but then I went through my pictures on Instagram. One of them had a caption that just triggered something on my mind. It was not a terrible caption really. What I said was,
“Back to school.”
One of my followers then commented, “No more sleeping late, hey.” Of which I responded, “Yeah, I am going to miss that.” 

The question I asked myself then was, “Are we really that lazy?”

I am saying ‘we’ because I know I am not the only one who feels this way. Often times we prefer not to work and just sleep, or chill and do nothing- and doing nothing is a very hard thing to do, because you never know when exactly you are finished with it. Had there been some sort of career where you actually got paid for sleeping, I am pretty sure that the majority of the youth would pile up there. Someone I know loves to say, “Being lazy is a habit. And a habit is hard to break.”

I do not think the problem is going to school. It is the work behind it, what we are going to do at school that just doesn’t sit right with us. Work.

Then again, I have heard of young people who actually live to work. Most of these students are from families who are not well off. Those who want to get out of the environment that they were brought up in. Some just want to learn because curiosity grows the more they acquire knowledge. Both of these are motivation.

And the rest of us? 

We do things because we are told to or because everyone else is doing it. We have come to a state of mind where we wait for people to come push us to do things, even something as stupid as cleaning after our own messes. We are so conditioned to this state of mind, something we always say we will do- we never do until someone reminds us that we have said we will do. We wait, like a black little girl in the dark afraid of a black cat that is not there. We want someone to come give us a push, like the old motor that have been passed down from generations, which carries memories. That kind of a motor that needs to be pushed only if the engine has been off- how typical of us youth, how typical of us that we still have the engine running and yet we need a push every time. Even this old skorokoro is way better than us, after the push- it goes, well, what about us? We have to be pushed and pushed and pushed and …  Is that then our motivation? Because if so, that is the worst possible reason we could ever have to do something. That state of comfort, how about that lonely road at least?

Had we all come from poor backgrounds, would we then all had the enthusiasm to learn? Only because we want to break the chains of being poor? Is it then being lazy or do we just have a lack of motivation?

I’d love to hear or see – in this case- what your thoughts are on this particular situation we seem to be facing. Enjoy the rest of your day.