hiatus explained

Blogging is an escape in which  I was overindulging. Just because I could write something, I did. Nothing exciting, but I blog there for I am.
I was hoping to focus upon things that I was invariably neglecting. Unfortunately, I found other things to do in the meantime.
Netflix became my recent bemusement. Not a whole lot to see but it's enough to transform the mindset of the kids from being consumed by the various dvds we have borrowed from the library to be transferred to the same assorted shows being a Wii remote away from enjoyment upon demand.

I have been re-assessing the job search with regards to my options. I just have to keep my faith in myself. I don't recall the last time I ever quit anything. Sure, I have put off finishing things, but I rarely outright quit. There's so much I want to accomplish that I'm not ready to stop pushing. The world doesn't revolve around me and I have to be patient for the world to be ready for me.

I just need to prioritize my time better. Worry about things I can change, and appreciate what I can't.

Life would be simpler if we were more like machines. I think about Andy Warhol a lot for he wanted to be a machine void of human frailty and distraction. What is the point of being a machine when there's no emotion or  joy there?

I believe that goals are easier to accomplish the younger you are. Once puberty starts perspective gets skewed.