To make each day count.
Can we just say how awesome it is that we're on day 13 and I haven't missed a post yet?
As soon as my desk is in order and my life is a little more organized, I'll post how I'm able to keep myself in check to publish these posts.
And maybe start separating the personal posts from the daily writing challenges, or maybe keep them? I'm not sure yet. With no real feedback from the 1 or 2 readers (or are you just bots?) I have no idea what is working and what isn't. Of course maybe if I actually told someone about this blog, then I'd get more readers. Oh well, the whole point right now is for me to get comfortable with putting my thoughts to paper (thoughts to screen?) and to get into the habit of posting daily, then we'll worry about readers and layouts.
Ok, on with the writing challenge!!
Day 13: What are you excited about?
How about not turning 32?
I don't like this "getting older" thing. This "aging" thing. And yes I know how ridiculous is it to put them in quotations. I think once I hit 25, I just started to not look forward to my birthday. That does explain why I had like 2 birthday in Disney World, and take a week off for myself around this time of year. So yeah, not looking forward to that.
So what is there to be excited about?
I have no major trips planned because I have no money in which to travel. The few potential camping trips are all in the earliest stages of planning, so there is nothing there concrete about that. I have no clue what this year is going to bring as I am living my life a quarter mile at a time (meaning other than my set schedule from work, I'm just living in the moment).
I'm not too excited about future movie releases, 2017 had the two major films I wanted to see (Star Wars VIII and Wonder Woman), so nothing there to make me want to pre-order my ticket.
No major book releases, plus I have those 125 to finish reading before I can entertain the idea of stocking up on new books.
No music releases because I couldn't even begin to tell you who is on the Billboard top 100. I'm mostly been listening to Ella Fitzgerald and Hamilton on repeat.
Work is work, nothing is changing there. So aside from being "excited" to go to work every day, nothing new there.
My life does not have that much excitement. That is pretty depressing.
OH wait, I did just get a set of Crayola Premium Color Pencils for my Firefly Coloring Book!
That's something to be excited about. Cept now I'm having slight anxiety from coloring everything wrong or messing up.
So yeah, not much to be excited about. Thanks, 2018. 13 days in and you suck.
Oh well, guess I'm just going to have to make the excitement up as I can. Live each day like it's my last, be excited about the fact that I've got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing about what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up... Wait a minute. What does all that familiar?
Oh yeah. "To make each day count."
As soon as my desk is in order and my life is a little more organized, I'll post how I'm able to keep myself in check to publish these posts.
And maybe start separating the personal posts from the daily writing challenges, or maybe keep them? I'm not sure yet. With no real feedback from the 1 or 2 readers (or are you just bots?) I have no idea what is working and what isn't. Of course maybe if I actually told someone about this blog, then I'd get more readers. Oh well, the whole point right now is for me to get comfortable with putting my thoughts to paper (thoughts to screen?) and to get into the habit of posting daily, then we'll worry about readers and layouts.
Ok, on with the writing challenge!!
Day 13: What are you excited about?
How about not turning 32?
I don't like this "getting older" thing. This "aging" thing. And yes I know how ridiculous is it to put them in quotations. I think once I hit 25, I just started to not look forward to my birthday. That does explain why I had like 2 birthday in Disney World, and take a week off for myself around this time of year. So yeah, not looking forward to that.
So what is there to be excited about?
I have no major trips planned because I have no money in which to travel. The few potential camping trips are all in the earliest stages of planning, so there is nothing there concrete about that. I have no clue what this year is going to bring as I am living my life a quarter mile at a time (meaning other than my set schedule from work, I'm just living in the moment).
I'm not too excited about future movie releases, 2017 had the two major films I wanted to see (Star Wars VIII and Wonder Woman), so nothing there to make me want to pre-order my ticket.
No major book releases, plus I have those 125 to finish reading before I can entertain the idea of stocking up on new books.
No music releases because I couldn't even begin to tell you who is on the Billboard top 100. I'm mostly been listening to Ella Fitzgerald and Hamilton on repeat.
Work is work, nothing is changing there. So aside from being "excited" to go to work every day, nothing new there.
My life does not have that much excitement. That is pretty depressing.
OH wait, I did just get a set of Crayola Premium Color Pencils for my Firefly Coloring Book!
That's something to be excited about. Cept now I'm having slight anxiety from coloring everything wrong or messing up.
So yeah, not much to be excited about. Thanks, 2018. 13 days in and you suck.
Oh well, guess I'm just going to have to make the excitement up as I can. Live each day like it's my last, be excited about the fact that I've got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing about what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up... Wait a minute. What does all that familiar?
Oh yeah. "To make each day count."
Is this where my life had gone, where I'm taking advise from Titanic.
Yep, it is.
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