Friday 29 August 2014

Rambling - 29/08/2014

For some strange reason at the moment I feel compelled to write. I have never really had a feeling like this before. Writing is so easy in the 21st century we have computers and word processing and spell check which means even a dyslexic like me can write. But being able to write and use words well is a talent a talent I long to have. Recently I read a book called the Opposite of loneliness. The woman who wrote was born to write her stories flowed in the way droplets of rain flow down a window. Other people were also born to do certain things Sylvia Plath was a born write, Mozart was born to compose music and Picasso was born to paint. These great people found their path in life young so of course they were masters in their fields. I now finally know what I want to do I want to write. Write and travel. So help me I will teach myself to write. I have been lacking direction and I have been as clueless as Cher about what I want to do with my days weeks and years. But finally I know now at 22. When I was a child I used to live with book and I read a huge amount of fiction. For the past few years I did not realise that I lost a part of myself because of workings of the world. I feel that I have years of reading to catch on. But I will and it will be beautiful. I feel that this thought process of mine is very self-centred and about what I want to do. I feel the word want is petulant and demanding but I have no clue what other words can replace it. I crave excitement and adventures which are probably the reason I want to write .To I have the sensations and experiences I desire to have. But the more sensible logical part of my brain says that this is impractical and I should just settle in life. But I am not a settler. I may not become Xenia the warrior princess or be a queen of a Amazon tribe but I will live life to its fullest extent.    

Tuesday 19 August 2014

The tortoise and the hare-19/08/2014

The morale of the story in the tortoise and was hare was that slow and steady ultimately wins the race. Recently it has occurred to me this morale is true. It has dawned on me that if I want to do well in the future I need to take my time and plan it carefully instead of jumping straight into situations. I need to teach myself to go slowly even though it takes more effort to do so. I feel that taking things slowly and as they come will improve the quality of my work. When I write or doing anything else for that matter I tend to just do it. I don’t go back and check and proof read what I have done to see if it makes sense or if I can make it better. Because that takes time and I don’t want to waste time doing something boring such as improving my work. I feel that if I take my time about what I do and say I will get along better in the future.

However although being a tortoise most of the time is good I know that I don’t want to become too meticulous about all the things I do because I want adventure and I want to take risks and have pudding before dinner. I want to be a tortoise most of the time but I need to keep in mind that sometimes being a hare can have its benefits as well.