This Her' The'ry is dun Broked

Dreams. The concept of Dreaming and it's relation to happiness has been on the forefront of my mind of late. My direction has been a very positive one recently, which is necessary when it comes to staying on track and continuing in the "right" direction for me, and the terms "Positivity" and "Happiness" seem like they should go hand in hand, no? Well, I think for me they should, and so staying positive, I've been trying to figure out what things I could do to make myself happy in both the long and short term. Note the order in which those were listed. Obviously, for me, long term happiness is going to involve some short term discontent. I've come to grips with that. But I also think that it's silly to think that just because something might not be directly on the track I'm following, that that means it's bad for me, or counter-productive. I've been telling myself that writing a novel was an okay activity, despite the fact that it keeps me from going out and "socializing," because it was for the betterment of my future. it wasn't ever good enough for those around me to just say "I enjoy it, so I'm doing it."

Well, maybe they knew me better than I knew myself, because did I enjoy it? Sometimes. I think, for me, writing a novel is something that I would do over the expanse of my life. Sometimes, I'm really in the mood. Most of the time, it's meh. It's taken me ages to realize that this is how I truly feel. And I honestly think I JUST now realized it completely. I'm not an author. I'm a guy who occasionally likes to write. I got things totally twisted. So what now?

Well, my Long-term goals are set, and kind of a secret, but every day I'm working towards them. It's one of those things where you don't want to talk about it until you're sure it can happen. There isn't any reason why I can't, for the short-term, have a hobby, right?

RIGHT??!?!?!? Get on my side, people, I'll like you more! lol

Anyway, so having recently dabbled with Youtubing, I realized that I really had fun when I was making videos. The problem, though, was that making videos was way too time consuming to do all the time, and in order to have a popular channel, you have to be posting content every to every other day. Well, I just don't have the time for that anymore, but I did find something similarly cool that I might just have time to do: Twitch. Twitch.tv to be precise. Have you ever heard of Justin.tv? Livestreaming to the interwebz? Well, Twitch is the Gamer's hub of Justin.tv. It's where all the cool kids go to livestream themselves playing video games. Yes, I'm almost 30 and not only do I play video games, but I want people to watch me when I do. Even though I suck at them! Hahaha!!!! I'm ridiculous, but you know what? Who cares? We only get one life, we might as well indulge ourselves while we're living it.

If you're curious to learn more about my future Twitch.tv career, and what kinds of games, I'll be playing, feel free to drop me a line sometime. Otherwise, I hope this short update has been informative. :) Until Next time!


Dream Big,

Ian

Story of My Life

Set backs. Derailment. Changes in Plans. Everything happens for a reason? I honestly don't even know, but seriously? Yes. It's all happened, and more. I honestly don't even know which bits are and aren't important to the overall picture, but I'll try and piece it together. Fired. First one, and then another. The first was all that influenced me. Hours went funky again, waiting for another new hire. It was only a couple weeks, since I knew the guy. He's my buddy Frank. He didn't need training, but got it anyway. Then, it was my Birthday. My mom came down, so I had to spend a week cleaning my apartment which I keep way too messy to allow her to know, haha. While she was here, she gave me my gift: 3 years membership to 24 Hour Fitness and 14 personal training sessions. Hint hint, amiright? Haha, anyway, I knew it was something that would be good for me, and even though I hadn't planned for it... there it was.

Here it is. And so another month has passed without a single word written, much to my dismay, and that's when it happened. I realized... now isn't the time for this. I'm not in the right frame of mind. I'm no writer, I'm no author, and I just turned 29 years old and have very little to show for it. I've got things I need to prioritize in my life ahead of writing a book that may never see the light of day. Am I giving up? No. Next week, I may change my mind completely. For the next two months, though, I've got a trainer and a commitment to hit the gym 5 days a week. I'm going to be really sore, all the time, and when I'm sore I can't think. Not the sort of thinking necessary to create something as involved as a Novel. I'm hoping the soreness will start to subside, and I'll get used to this lifestyle, and like I said... who knows? For now, though, this is what it is.

But hey, I'll keep you updated. I'm not completely without my plans, either. Novels aren't the only way to have fun in life. Until next time...

Dream big,

Ian