The summer’s getting away from me. I had so many plans – conjured in the midst of the final days of my first year – that have been added to the cache of things-to-do-but-probably-won’t-get-done. The screenplay may be put on the back burner for now.
I blame two things; one of them being jury duty. And yes, I do have excuses for everything instead of just accepting the responsibility.
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Lady L* and I were having a conversation about my lack of motivation when it comes to things I want to change about myself. She relayed that it’s difficult to listen to me complain about my situation and not help. I understand her position, but I tried to explain that this is a decision that I have to make (again) for myself. A couple of years ago, I took the initiative and changed something that has been haunting me for the past ten years of my life. It took a lot of work, but I found myself in a situation where I was confident and proud of my accomplishments. Fast forward two years and I am exactly where I started.
Now, I have to make the choice again and not let myself back-peddle. That’s the hardest thing. I not only need to find the determination to go through it all again, but I need to change parts of my actual being to make sure the accomplishments stick.
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“one too many drinks tonight and i miss you like you were mine”
I spent the last few weeks drifting away from the road that I found myself on after school ended. It seems like once again, I took a detour and got lost. Not that I am at all surprised. I take the same exit over and over again, hoping that this new road will lead to where I need to be rather than just another dead-end. (Metaphor much?)
The distraction was time-consuming; I put my life on hold because of it. And I came out a little worse for wear – mostly due to the fact that I let it kill my self-esteem and I’m still trying to build that back up.
This was a simple lesson of not letting my imagination run away with me and to not let things easily distract me from what I need to do.