The first enthusiasm is robust.
Every time I remember how exultant I was when reading Fyodor Dostoevsky’s “Devils” (This was in 2013 – it was the beginning of my love affair with the works of the Russian writer), with what blazes on my face when I read my first book of the publishing house “Taschen” (“50 Photo Icons”), how happy I was when I started regularly swimming in 2011 (I did it regularly for next seven years), how many endorphins I felt in my blood when I walked the streets of Warsaw in 2015 and took my first conscious steps in street photography, or when I published the first post on the www.adammazek.com website on the 1st of September, 2017, or what euphoria I experienced at the beginning of the use of intermittent fasting, listening for the first time the Beatles’ “Abbey Road” album in its entirety, what joy brought me initial taking cold showers, or walking in the cold in a T-shirt www.adammazek.com.
First enthusiasm is the essence of one’s life.
Perhaps some people would say that it is also our curse. Why? Because many people stop doing something after their first enthusiastic approach. Many of us lose the zeal to do something after initial happiness fades. That’s why I usually consider “something” for a long time. By writing “something,” I mean an activity I want or do not want to do.
Yet, the first enthusiasm reminds me of a child’s joy in doing an activity. Did I mention how happy I was when I was preparing the first “Diaries” editions? If not, it is also worth noting that I also felt tremendously happy while starting the “Diaries” project. In today’s post, I want to stress that I still love doing most of the activities mentioned above. The level of happiness from doing street photography or writing rather slowly increases. Still, I simply love first enthusiasm for the new things I do.
