Meant to do a post yesterday, but got absorbed in other crap.  Meant to do one earlier today, but was focusing on some work.  I used to be on top of this kinda’ thing, starting what I like to call a movement of sorts.  I’ve been wanting to get back to that zone.  I don’t think I ever left that feeling.  I like to think it was merely a brief pause.  It feels long for a “brief” pause, but here I am doing what I used to do, albeit in different form.

There was a “failed-but-not-really” attempt at blogging.  Ehh, maybe it was sort of a failure.  Ya see, at the time I felt that I was doing things the right way, but when I think about it, all I was doing was talking the talk and not walking the walk.  Funny, ’cause I like to think that talking is my forte.  Speakin’ of talking, there were times where I felt like I wanted to say something but just couldn’t think of anything.  The fact is, though, that I knew what I was wanting to say, I just didn’t say it.  After thinking about it, I’ve realized I was overthinking.  It’s like they say… stop thinking, start doing.

So this is that something.  I think of this as me relaunching myself.  This is only my second post, but it’s a cool feeling.  I know I still have that drive.  I just wish I wasn’t sleepy. This is why sleeping should not be a requirement.  You know you wanna stay up and work on something but your body is kicking your brains into a nice juicy pulp, practically shouting, “GET SLEEP YOU FOOL!”  Yea… screw you, body.  I want to do this.  I will get back to where I can be a creative night owl.  Ya see?  It’s all a matter of starting something and then committing to it without holding back.

I used to set up a camcorder my parents had bought, and do the first thing that came to mind. Then I’d keep going, staying up late, winging it way into the night.  And even though it took a while to get stuff that I’d deem good enough, I kept going.  It’s the movement thing.  Here’s a question to think about, what’s a movement when it stops?  Well, it’s something that makes ya wanna do this…

 

Terrifying, but funny.  That’s what the improv thing is like.  It is terrifying, but once ya get that drive, you want to keep it going.  So keep it going, keep it going full-steam.  Too sweet to be sour too nice to be mean.  Sorry, that just came to mind and I had to write it.  Is it weird that I actually sung that while typing it?  Well anyway, I guess what this comes down to is the idea of just doing something and not overthinking it.

Such a no-brainer.