How About a Quarter and We’ll Call it Even, Steven…
My inspiration for what flows off of my fingers and from my mind is like trying to comprehend how we can go to sleep and keep breathing. It just happens. My brain always functions much quicker than my mouth (which has many times over gotten me into trouble). “Think before you speak”…oh how many times I could tell you I have heard that! My thoughts fly through my cerebral cortex, just as quickly as a neuron fires. When the urge is there and I am not in front of my laptop, I either scribble a short hand illegible note, or the moment is lost forever.
The decision to blog came to me just as quickly. I figured, well now is as good of time as any, and if I don’t do it now, I never will. Writing brings peace to me where I would otherwise stay up in bed, staring at the ceiling with these words T-boning my jumping sheep..It has also become the most therapeutic way for me to cope with stress and the difficult daily process we call life. Breaks down the day, reflect, learn from mistakes, create new ideas, clean slate.
To be perfectly honest, follow the link to my first post, was inspired by events that continued to stir up in my life, until I decided to literally rip the band-aid. I cannot explain to the full extent as to where my decisions come from. However, when I do, or when I commit to something, no one better stand in my way. Once this happens, I find eternal peace. I figure, well, I can sit around worrying and pondering forever more, or make a choice and stick with it. Two outcomes are possible, I make a poor choice and I deal with the consequences, or I propel myself in the direction I wanted to go. Either way, a lesson learned or a reward, I have bettered myself. And no one but ME got me there.