Oh life, and how your wheel spins in a constant state of crazed emotions, blended finely with dashes of reason and common sense. Truly a remarkable few days, yet littered with common events.
Not quite sure where to begin here. Work is as it is; nothing new or romantic about it. No new adventures, no new ideas coming to mind on it. It simply is a means to whatever the ends are I'm pursuing. And those ends are quite befuddled in my mind currently. Sure, dreams of being a successful writer still trample my everyday thought process, but dreams of being a valid musician (interesting way to put it) also surface from time to time. I suppose I just want to feel very complete about what I do, and I want it to come from me. Not my hands or mind, but from the essence of myself. My spirit, if you will. This sounds like a repeat from my last post, so I'll cut the "future dreams" session off here.
Aside from work, what has occupied my time over the past few days would be writing, baseball games, fantasy football, music and gaming. Typical sounding items from a 23 year old male's life. The writing has been productive (I'll post some work soon), the Yankees are winning as usual, my fantasy football teams seem solid, the music is flowing quite well and the gaming is...well in perfect honesty, a waste of time seeing how it contributes nothing to where I'm trying to be. But I suppose that isn't fair; it does provide a certain amount of leisure so I may relax after work and the like. Either way, it's been overall very calm in life. Now that brings up the question as to why did I write such an introduction? Well it's that calmness that has me feeling so enamored with life at the moment. I don't usually find such tranquility, so when I do I tend to hold on tight and make a big fuss of the matter.
Well it's sleep time. Sorry for the delay in posts and sorry for the short length of this one. Tomorrow will bring new updates and new life changes, or so I hope! Stick with me, I promise my story will get better. Goodnight, dream well.

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