Restless

I feel like I’m entering another period of extreme restlessness. The last time it was this bad, I finally got off my posterior and made this blog. It has a bit of a following now, it seems. Lurkers mostly. There are not many registered users that can comment on posts, but I suppose thats alright. I still haven’t gotten around to fixing that email auto-confirmation that sends you your password to gain access to the comment boxes. I will have to bump that to a higher priority on my list of things to do.

Anyway, I get this feeling a lot. I am a lazy person by nature and it disgusts me often. These periods are more or less the disgusted part of me trying to break through and get something accomplished for myself. Setting up this blog was a really great thing for me whether anyone reads it or not. I enjoy working on it and adding content when I can.

There are a lot of ideas I’ve had that I’ve never done anything about. I’m tired of waiting around for some intangible point in time to begin working on some of these ideas. The status quo won’t change. Geography is not going to change itself to help my ideas gain fruition nor will time itself. I’m starting to realize if I don’t start working on some of these things soon and work through the obstacles they may as well never be worked on. An idea is nothing without action.

I’m afraid of succumbing to the sloth and falling into another depression. I don’t think I can handle that again. Its time to move forward…


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2 responses to “Restless”

  1. Okay, so do you want to meet tonight to discuss projects? 🙂

  2. […] Restless (ver. cbot) I share alot of the sentiments of Jaco. I’m wondering if I could get some of the local Picklefishers involved. That should be quite interesting. Aside from being project restless, I am quite literally restless. I can’t get a good night’s sleep to save my life. I’ve been waking up at 2 or 4 am for no apparent reason. Well, I thought it was for no reason until this mornign when I woke up at 2:45 cause of Lee’s cat was spazzing on my bed. (Simba has been a wee bit obsessive compulsive since he got worms a few years back. So fleas drive him nuts.) I called my bro and asked him to put flea meds on the indoor cats and hopefully I can get ONE NIGHT SLEEP! The scary thing is that I’m not really tired. Its not when I was in school and this would happen, I’d be dying trying to get out of bed. Now, I just get up. I think I’m getting older. Its scaring me. Speaking of getting older, Happy Birthday, Sean! […]

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