The 54th Deadline: Blur

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The 54th Deadline: Time sure flies by fast. A lot quicker than a lot of people may realize. Poof.


I feel like the gap between blog posts has grown gradually wider and wider, in a bad way, of course.

At the end of the day, this blog does in fact remain very important to me. It’s high up on the list of priorities, but I still find myself basically neglecting it as I try to handle the day-to-day operations of, well, surviving.

I used to blog a lot more often. All of the time, for that matter. I didn’t care at first who read what I wrote. I am sure I have had my share of ramblings, but I have also had a lot of blog posts I genuinely enjoyed putting together. It wasn’t about the viewership or anything like that in the beginning. I just wanted an outlet, just something to release some of the excess feelings out and it did help. It really helped a lot.

Still, time has flown by to this day. It’s been a blur. Everything has just felt like it all happened all too fast for me to notice.

Heck, a year ago to this point, I just moved into the place I am living now for literally no more than a few days. That was a very scary time for a lot of reasons.

Unemployed.

Unsure of what I was going to do.

Limited money in the bank.

Didn’t know many people in town.

It was just me starting a new chapter in my life.

Fast-forward to nowadays, and a lot of things are heading in the right direction.

Employed.

Have a car.

Got a cat as a pet.

Somewhat more stability in terms of finances. I am not rich by any means, but I at least have some cash to spend on extra stuff beyond the necessities.

I am certainly missing a lot of random things that would be nice, but I constantly tell myself that everything will come in due time. At least, I hope that’s the case. One can only wait for so long.

This blur-like pace that life makes you undergo really makes you think: time definitely is precious.

Believe me. As someone who can barely keep up with the now, it’s a wondrous idea to fathom making every second count. Sure, in a fantasy world perhaps, but obligations exist in reality. I can’t just not work for the sake of it. I need to hold a job down to pay the bills and make sure I don’t starve.

From this standpoint, things are more than fine. I survive, but I never thrive. And I really want to make the latter more prevalent.

When I was younger, I am talking like when I was nearing the end of high school, I was too naive about how life was going to unfold. I just thought I could make everything line up the way I wanted by just going to college afterward.

I’d get that sweet job, make a decent buck or two and then be on my way for doing all the typical grownup stuff we keep hearing about tirelessly.

Get a job.

Get married.

Buy a house.

Blah, blah and blah.

Don’t get me wrong. I personally want to do a lot of this stuff and more, but a lot of the platitudes and random bits of wisdom don’t mean a hill of beans when life throws a curveball your way that you don’t expect.

c70c67f0For me, I never saw the curveball coming. In fact, that ball might as well have hit me right square in the face.

It wasn’t like life gave a crap about whether or not I wanted a do-over. Nope. No way.

Not a chance.

Instead, life made me experience the pain of losing in a variety of ways. The actual depression of feeling like you’re a loser hurts to no end.

So perhaps, as I contemplate it more and more, it’s why I continue to take part in this blur in life.

It’s not like I can skip past the next steps ahead to see if I win in the end. It’s why games are not played on paper. You have to play them out.

And I intend to.

“RTN – REMEMBER THE NAME!” – Nhan Fiction

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