Hey blog. It's been a while.
I've been bad, even by my steadily deteriorating standards over the last few years. Not a post all year, in a year where I had resolved to write more and to reinstate the favourites' lists, and to top it all off, not even a New Year introspection post? Shame on me.
To briefly recap the last year, I failed miserably at both writing more (or at all, except a few stray emo notes here and there) and at keeping track of happy things - as a consequence of which, I have no memory whatsoever of how I felt or what I experienced in 2019.
I was better at running / working out, though, particularly in large stretches where I automatically felt the urge to go up to the gym or down to the court / pool when I woke up in the morning. I know people usually have inch / kilo related fitness goals, but honestly? That's mine. Working out without needing to talk myself into it.
I also travelled and made active attempts to socialise with people, so I basically did well at everything except The Most Important Resolution, Namely, Writing. Great priorities as always, Sam.
For the coming year - well, what do I want in the coming year?
I still want to write more, but perhaps without putting a number on it this time. Timesheets at work are bad enough, perhaps I can live without numerical targets in my personal life.
I want to read more, as always.
I want to shop less, do a repeat of no-clothes-2018 (no buying clothes, you pervert) and add to it by refraining from buying anything superfluous. This will be hard, but let's see how it goes.
I also want to, for a change, plan...less. The mental and physical health consequences of stress and being extra-Type-A was something that characterized a lot of the latter half of 2019 for me, and it's made me want to try a life where I don't anally try to sort everything into clear, categorized boxes. I considered conducting a survey of popular stress-relieving activities, downloading the right meditation apps and creating a timetable of relaxing activities for myself - and then I looked at myself and realized, maybe we should just...roll back and try to live a little. The next five steps don't always have to be planned and back-up-planned, right? (Right?!)
And, in the spirit of planning less, that's it. That's what I want to do in 2020. Read, write, not buy shit I don't need, and breathe. Do I not also want to...Learn the guitar? Lose weight? Learn a new language? Fall in love? Quit my job?
We'll see. No pressure.
Love,
~Sam
I've been bad, even by my steadily deteriorating standards over the last few years. Not a post all year, in a year where I had resolved to write more and to reinstate the favourites' lists, and to top it all off, not even a New Year introspection post? Shame on me.
To briefly recap the last year, I failed miserably at both writing more (or at all, except a few stray emo notes here and there) and at keeping track of happy things - as a consequence of which, I have no memory whatsoever of how I felt or what I experienced in 2019.
I was better at running / working out, though, particularly in large stretches where I automatically felt the urge to go up to the gym or down to the court / pool when I woke up in the morning. I know people usually have inch / kilo related fitness goals, but honestly? That's mine. Working out without needing to talk myself into it.
I also travelled and made active attempts to socialise with people, so I basically did well at everything except The Most Important Resolution, Namely, Writing. Great priorities as always, Sam.
For the coming year - well, what do I want in the coming year?
I still want to write more, but perhaps without putting a number on it this time. Timesheets at work are bad enough, perhaps I can live without numerical targets in my personal life.
I want to read more, as always.
I want to shop less, do a repeat of no-clothes-2018 (no buying clothes, you pervert) and add to it by refraining from buying anything superfluous. This will be hard, but let's see how it goes.
I also want to, for a change, plan...less. The mental and physical health consequences of stress and being extra-Type-A was something that characterized a lot of the latter half of 2019 for me, and it's made me want to try a life where I don't anally try to sort everything into clear, categorized boxes. I considered conducting a survey of popular stress-relieving activities, downloading the right meditation apps and creating a timetable of relaxing activities for myself - and then I looked at myself and realized, maybe we should just...roll back and try to live a little. The next five steps don't always have to be planned and back-up-planned, right? (Right?!)
And, in the spirit of planning less, that's it. That's what I want to do in 2020. Read, write, not buy shit I don't need, and breathe. Do I not also want to...Learn the guitar? Lose weight? Learn a new language? Fall in love? Quit my job?
We'll see. No pressure.
Love,
~Sam
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