Post Shift
Today I checked the mail, trivial as it may sound; the result of it is far from. I got a postcard from a certain someone traveling Europe. The postcard being from a place I once was, I even recognize the post card. I couldn't help but smile, as I recalled traveling and reading what they wrote, knowing they would have (were having) a life altering experience (beyond what had been imagined.)
As I sit here listening to the consistent hum of my computer that I've grown to know as silence, I don't entirely know why I was compelled to write. But alas here I am....
I have not been posting here (obviously), not that I usually do. Neglecting this journal far more than my IAM account. Call it loss, perhaps gaining an altered perception of life surrounding me; things have changed quite a bit in the past year. Within the past few months there have been struggles within myself that I hardly feel I could put into words. I know of my interests, increasingly growing as they may be, I am going to pursue one (who am I kidding... many) at a time.
*yawn* ... 11:11pm, I was driving in my car not too long ago and I sat at a light, looked directly at the number of miles I'd driven since I'd last pressed 'the button', it read 999.9--a new beginning.
Once upon a time I hardly woke, often over sleeping, not allowing the consequences touch any part of my conscious mind-like so many other things in life. Along the path, where I stand, I had made a choice, and that choice was to commit. Dedicate myself, prove to whom I were around I was not an idle drone and that I intended to go places (one way or another.) Through my waking days, I have arrived on time, and shown myself to those judging me. On a slightly related subject matter I have been working 6am - 6pm shifts at work, which haven't been bad at all. I find myself to feel more alive when waking early (although the night feels more natural.) Although my schedule may shift soon enough into later hours, which won't be bad, as I'll feel far more rested.
All goes well; I'll be taking a number of classes... I crave knowledge and to pursue what I wish to accomplish (which might is not even clear to me.) With anything there is risk, but without that great risk, I feel there would be no reward. And even if whatever it may be was to be accomplished, I do not feel it would be complete without struggle. ...a sense of accomplishment, and true appreciation.
//unedited
As I sit here listening to the consistent hum of my computer that I've grown to know as silence, I don't entirely know why I was compelled to write. But alas here I am....
I have not been posting here (obviously), not that I usually do. Neglecting this journal far more than my IAM account. Call it loss, perhaps gaining an altered perception of life surrounding me; things have changed quite a bit in the past year. Within the past few months there have been struggles within myself that I hardly feel I could put into words. I know of my interests, increasingly growing as they may be, I am going to pursue one (who am I kidding... many) at a time.
*yawn* ... 11:11pm, I was driving in my car not too long ago and I sat at a light, looked directly at the number of miles I'd driven since I'd last pressed 'the button', it read 999.9--a new beginning.
Once upon a time I hardly woke, often over sleeping, not allowing the consequences touch any part of my conscious mind-like so many other things in life. Along the path, where I stand, I had made a choice, and that choice was to commit. Dedicate myself, prove to whom I were around I was not an idle drone and that I intended to go places (one way or another.) Through my waking days, I have arrived on time, and shown myself to those judging me. On a slightly related subject matter I have been working 6am - 6pm shifts at work, which haven't been bad at all. I find myself to feel more alive when waking early (although the night feels more natural.) Although my schedule may shift soon enough into later hours, which won't be bad, as I'll feel far more rested.
All goes well; I'll be taking a number of classes... I crave knowledge and to pursue what I wish to accomplish (which might is not even clear to me.) With anything there is risk, but without that great risk, I feel there would be no reward. And even if whatever it may be was to be accomplished, I do not feel it would be complete without struggle. ...a sense of accomplishment, and true appreciation.
//unedited