Hmm?
Monday, April 6th, 2009This weekend has felt a bit odd. Yesterday morning I went to my church’s work day, and helped with cleaning. Note: windows located over/behind large plants tend to be covered in small sap droplets.
Tonight I pulled the plug on a sort of failed experiment. A couple weeks ago I made a second user for my laptop, moved all my writing/trying to be productive stuff over to it, and basically set up a cyber-work-environment free of distractions. The catch was that then whenever I had a quick idea or inspiration to note down, I wasn’t doing anything with it because that would require shutting down everything on one user, loading another, and then switching back. So now it’s all in one spot again, and I already feel better.
It makes me wish I had a newer version of OSX, though; spaces would be great for the distraction control.
I’ve been reading Stephen King’s Dreamcatcher, and noticed it’s had an odd effect on my thinking. The narrative follows four men who (I think) are in their mid- to late-thirties, who spend a decent amount of time remembering their middle and high school days. This morning, I caught myself thinking “I was just a kid, back then,” before realizing the events I was thinking of were just a few years ago. As far as my future is concerned, with its wide-open unlimited possibilities, I still am a kid. Sure, maybe I have to be an adult when it comes to responsibility, but I haven’t crossed the “giving up on dreams and settling for what I have” threshold yet.
I refuse to give up on my dreams so long as they are my dreams. I see no reason to give up just because I haven’t succeeded yet. If what I want to do changes, that’s another thing; but I’m not going to settle for being a good little member of society just to meet someone’s idea of what they think I should be. Anything great was accomplished by people who never gave up on their dreams.
I think these thoughts are part of me processing the conversation I had last Tues. I think that I felt like someone else’s goals were being imposed on me; I think that I went along with it for a bit. I think I’m getting my head back on straight.
So dreams, look out. I’m coming for you.