It’s been a while since I’ve done a proper, purely philobabble-y post, partly due to the fact that I haven’t been too thoughtful and that I’m hesitant to make picture-less posts ’cause the “how-to start a blog” articles in the recent years consider that to be bad blogging.
It’s a good thing that I’ve been at this for more than a decade, yeah?
In the month since I last updated, I haven’t been up to much. I’d like to say otherwise, but honestly, there hasn’t been much progress or growth, at least not of the tangible sort. Granted, there have been some family issues that have come up, but the kind that’s mostly emotionally exhausting than anything else. However, I’m not writing this as an excuse or an apology– I’ve certainly made many of those in the past.
My introverted and reserved personality has annoyingly led to spending too many days overanalyzing the significance of time and imposing too much importance on supposed milestones, all while failing to do the work to make them worthwhile.
Yeah, it’s silly.
As I near the second anniversary of Glass Lens, Gold Key, I intend to approach future work in the same way that I started this– on a whim. I had the idea and I just went with it, allowing it to evolve the way it has. Some ideas have been better than others, but I’m proud I was doing something rather than nothing. I intend to just run with ideas as they come, but more importantly, I want to share them with an immediacy that I haven’t allowed myself to pursue in the past. Given my frequent reluctance to do anything, it’s a habit that can only help, both personally and professionally.
And yes, this post was brought to you by the letter P. ;P (See?!)