How I decommissioned all empty rocket boosters from my life

Dear reader,

The past is there to give us experience, not to create bigger air resistance.

What you are going to read is a concept that I thought of a couple of years back with my wife while we were trying to improve and become a better version of ourselves.

I know that some of you are familiar with the term “rocket booster” but for the ones that are not, here is a snippet and a link to a Wikipedia page:

A booster rocket (or engine) is either the first stage of a multistage launch vehicle, or else a shorter-burning rocket used in parallel with longer-burning sustainer rockets to augment the space vehicle’s takeoff thrust and payload capability.

Or in short, something that helps you go from point A to point B.

What happens when you get to point B? Then you will go to point C and so on and so forth.

And then one morning when I was somewhere around checkpoint J and I realized that I was still carrying what should have been in the past.

Why do I still have the first, the third, and the fifth boosters, still attached to my backpack?

Did I need them to make my life hard and heavy?

Did I need them to create more air resistance than was needed?

No, but I got used to them… They were comfy, always there to hear my voice. So helpful in reminding me of how I felt back then at point B or C. Not just reminding, but at some point even stopping me from moving forward in life.

But why?

When I asked myself this question I realized what has happened. Part of mine lived in the past.

This part convinced my brain that this is the best I can do. The farthest I can go.

Was I at my best? Was my brain right to think so? No!

At this moment I decided simply to let the boosters go and continue to point K.