What matters.
It is so easy to lose track of what actually matters. Advertisers spend money and time trying to convince us that their clients' goods matter. Friends and family share their priorities, often in ways that make them sound like everyone's priorities. Depression and exhaustion can leave one feeling as if nothing matters, or nothing is possible. But sometimes, something cuts through all the noise and suddenly you remember what matters. To you.
Maybe it was all the pro-union protest music I linked, maybe it's that I have a cold and am way too caffeinated from all the tea I've been drinking to breathe, maybe having an extra day off was just a really good thing, maybe it's that it's fall and everything is always possible in the fall.
Whatever it is, I need to work on what matters. To me. Be those things serious or silly, they are my things. They are my life. My life is my life. (I said I was caffeinated.) And by god, my life should be my life.
I don't, actually, give a damn about Star Wars: The Old Republic. Or, at least, I don't give enough of a damn to buy a new computer so I can play it. MMOs eat enough of my time anyway. And so does mindlessly surfing the net. Hello, depression, is that you? Why yes, it is. So, no more of that. Playing WoW with friends or because I actually feel like playing WoW is fine, playing it to kill time, not so much. Looking things up and reading the blogs I like, fine. Killing time online, not fine.
Read, go for walks, write (damn it, you only gave into the power of the shiny and bought an iPad because you swore you were going to use it for writing), eat good food, shop the farmers market, those are good things. Do more of the good things. Don't save money for a computer you don't need to play a game you don't care that much about, save money to fix the Chevette. (There are other crazy people out there who love their Chevettes and fix them up. *sob*) I care about history and nature and cars and my cat and animals in general and fiction and writing and people and I'm so scared that our world is going to hell that I give up and hide in virtual worlds so I can function. But that's not even really functioning.
I have to try, even if the world is going to hell. Otherwise, hell wins for sure.
"You only live once, so don't live according to someone else's rules. Do what you want to do, the way you want to do it." - Captain Justy Tylor
I don't care if that's advice from a space adventure comedy. Space adventure has awesome advice.
What matters:
eating locally, organically, and shopping as ethically as possible in general
Max (my cat)
writing
fixing up the Chevette
(and the Volvo...I'm not abandoning it, either)
spending time in nature
having friends
reading
protesting the bad and sticking up for the good
music
fiction
laughter
hope
I'm taking my life back, right now. Because I can. And I'm going to merrily quote space adventure while doing it. Forward momentum!
This entry was originally posted at http://smurasaki.dreamwidth.org/101074.html.
Maybe it was all the pro-union protest music I linked, maybe it's that I have a cold and am way too caffeinated from all the tea I've been drinking to breathe, maybe having an extra day off was just a really good thing, maybe it's that it's fall and everything is always possible in the fall.
Whatever it is, I need to work on what matters. To me. Be those things serious or silly, they are my things. They are my life. My life is my life. (I said I was caffeinated.) And by god, my life should be my life.
I don't, actually, give a damn about Star Wars: The Old Republic. Or, at least, I don't give enough of a damn to buy a new computer so I can play it. MMOs eat enough of my time anyway. And so does mindlessly surfing the net. Hello, depression, is that you? Why yes, it is. So, no more of that. Playing WoW with friends or because I actually feel like playing WoW is fine, playing it to kill time, not so much. Looking things up and reading the blogs I like, fine. Killing time online, not fine.
Read, go for walks, write (damn it, you only gave into the power of the shiny and bought an iPad because you swore you were going to use it for writing), eat good food, shop the farmers market, those are good things. Do more of the good things. Don't save money for a computer you don't need to play a game you don't care that much about, save money to fix the Chevette. (There are other crazy people out there who love their Chevettes and fix them up. *sob*) I care about history and nature and cars and my cat and animals in general and fiction and writing and people and I'm so scared that our world is going to hell that I give up and hide in virtual worlds so I can function. But that's not even really functioning.
I have to try, even if the world is going to hell. Otherwise, hell wins for sure.
"You only live once, so don't live according to someone else's rules. Do what you want to do, the way you want to do it." - Captain Justy Tylor
I don't care if that's advice from a space adventure comedy. Space adventure has awesome advice.
What matters:
eating locally, organically, and shopping as ethically as possible in general
Max (my cat)
writing
fixing up the Chevette
(and the Volvo...I'm not abandoning it, either)
spending time in nature
having friends
reading
protesting the bad and sticking up for the good
music
fiction
laughter
hope
I'm taking my life back, right now. Because I can. And I'm going to merrily quote space adventure while doing it. Forward momentum!
This entry was originally posted at http://smurasaki.dreamwidth.org/101074.html.