I think this should be really short since I’m working on a deadline, and I did say that two days in a row wouldn’t pass without writing a post. So, here I am doing just that even though I should absolutely be sleeping or doing some other thing, because you guys, it’s Monday already.
But that’s the thing with discipline. Or, at least, an attempt at discipline. You have to will yourself to do these things. It will be counterintuitive to do it any other way. But I thought to myself, “what am I going to post that would be fitting, not shabbily written, and also meet the deadline of before 1 am, which would be 12 am by UTC standards.
And I realized, I could talk about that in itself. My indecision and uncertainty as to what to write. I could dance and dance around a topic, so I end up saying a bunch of everything and nothing all at once. I think that’s the beauty of creative writing. You just find a way to make it work somehow.
Anyway, I was hoping to talk about something else. Which is about how fleeting life is, and why, because of this reason, we shouldn’t take it too seriously. I had a rough week. It feels like a lot of things and absolutely nothing were happening all at once to me. I was quite literally confused as to why that would be the case when I only craved solitude.
And it was exhilarating. To say the very least.
I don’t crave drama. Not in a long time, at least. But my God, do I know how to thrive in it. That’s a good thing, I suppose, because you need to stay afloat when so much craziness is happening around you. Which is why I’m saying that life is fleeting. Because one moment you feel the walls closing in on you, everything is going wrong, you can’t seem to figure out a way forward, you’re this close to having a full blown panic attack, or at least crash out heavily.
But then things somehow work themselves out. That thing you felt like would be the end of your existence doesn’t happen, or maybe it does, and you are still fine. The walls didn’t close in on you, as you thought. Somehow, things get better and everything fits into place. Your despair gives way to joy. Your fear and helplessness gives way to hope, relief and contentment.
If last week taught me anything, it's that number one, things will always work themselves out. No matter how helpless and hopeless the situation feels like, and number two, you can avoid a lot of the things you face in life. As much as fate and nature and the supernatural have roles to play in our lives and future, the things we think say, the decisions we make, and the actions we take, go a long way to determine a lot of the events and realities we face.
What am I saying in essence? Count your words before you speak. Look before you leap. Stay hopeful. Stay positive. Stay committed to whatever thing it is you’re working on. I can’t emphasize enough how worthwhile it is to have a purpose, to surround yourself with the right people, and yo do all you can to avoid negative energy. It does a heck lot of good, trust me.
Okay, this is becoming too much of a pep talk, but I’ll pause now cause you know, everyone will end up doing what’s on their minds, is it not? Take care, people.
Let’s make the most of this week, yeah?
Image is mine.
P.S: It's 12:50 AM (WAT)
