I can't look to other people for the excitement I want in my life. That being said I need to get better in expressing what I want (or finding it, which is a whole other problem) or going out and doing such activities. There may not be much to do on the Palouse, but there is more than Netflix and video games. Time to get off my lazy bum and do the things that make me a happier person.
40 hours a week of work isn't a reason to not go dancing or do a photoshoot. Even if I have no client, even if all the photos or music is total crap. My bike being electric is no reason to not go on a bike ride. My livingroom being small and my only place to work out is no reason for me not to work out. My friends being busy and having lives is no reason to not go out and do the things I would want to do if they were with me. (Though, it is seriously better with them) My boyfriend being amazing to cuddle with is almost a reason to sleep till noon in his arms, but not all the time. My apartment being a mess is no reason to curl up and ignore it for days at a time. My blog being empty is no reason to not write something. Facebook is not a good reason for anything.
It's amazing how easy I can become a hermit. Every single time I actually do the things I love, I am happier for it. We all have days or curling up and ignoring the world, but that can't be everyday. To quote a musical.
Some people can be content
playing bingo and paying rent.
That's peachy for some people,
for some hum-drum people to be,
but some people ain't me!
PS. This is more personal than most, so I apologize for that. But this really is something I needed to write down and remember. Maybe it well help someone other than me too, maybe not.
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