As the imaginary monkey of a restless pilot, I had always enjoyed causing chaos in his mind. It was so easy to distract him and get him off track, and I took great pleasure in watching him struggle to find inner peace on his 30 days of meditation.
But then, one day, he decided to make a change. He set a goal for himself: 30 days of meditation, for 30 minutes each day. I was skeptical, but I decided to give it a try.
The first few days were tough. I tried my best to cause distractions and make noise, but he was surprisingly resilient. He kept coming back to his breath, and he seemed to be making progress.
I started to get worried. If he succeeded in this 30 days of meditation thing, it would mean the end of our fun. I couldn’t let that happen.
So I redoubled my efforts. I jumped around in his mind, making all sorts of noise and causing distractions. I whispered tempting thoughts in his ear, trying to get him to give up and go back to his old ways.
But no matter what I did, he kept coming back to his breath. Day after day, he meditated for 30 minutes, and I could feel his mind getting stronger and more focused.
I knew I was losing the battle, and I started to get desperate. I tried every trick I could think of, but nothing seemed to work.
Throwing in the Towel after 30 Days of Meditation
Finally, on the last day of the 30 days, I threw in the towel. I reluctantly accepted defeat and prepared for a future of boredom and inner peace.
But as the pilot crossed the finish line of his 30 days of meditation, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. I may have caused a lot of chaos along the way, but I had also played a small role in helping him find his inner strength and balance.
So if you see me lurking in the back of someone’s mind, don’t be surprised. I may not be able to cause as much chaos as I used to, but I’m still here, cheering on the journey towards inner peace.
The end.
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