I miss writing.
I miss school. School came easy for me. I understood the expectations, and I thrived under the strict deadlines. There was a routine. You followed the syllabi, but in life, there’s no syllabus. Nobody gives you guidelines.
You make it up as you go along, and you hope for the best. You create your own routine. You find your freedom. You find your voice. You define your life, but where do you begin?
How do you begin?
Like a true traitor, after graduating from the University of Oklahoma, I moved to Austin, TX. Friends were worried that I’d have my car keyed or my windows broken because of my OU decal, but the Longhorns have been quite friendly. Aside from the occasional car that doesn’t let me over (I’m looking at you blue Honda Accord), I haven’t had any trouble.
It’s hard to keep yourself accountable. I start to read books, but I don’t finish them. I start to write stories, but I don’t finish them. I start to….sensing a pattern here?
This stops now. This is the year to hold myself accountable. To finish projects, and to fail at projects. To keep trying new things and moving forward. I started reading, The Year of Yes, by Shonda Rhimes, and I’m inspired. It’s time to say YES.
I’m going to establish a better routine, and that starts with the blog. You can expect at least one article a week or you can call me out on it. I dare you.
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PS) The quote is by Mark Twain (btw).