Today, not Someday

Busy people often dream about what they would do when they are free. I was once busy. I didn’t dream, I planned. Every time I had to postpone an activity that I really wanted to engage in, I would add it to my list of “Things to do Someday.” But I did not anticipate that free time would actually pull me down instead of inspiring me. That lack of a schedule would be depressing and demoralizing, not empowering.

But as my 25th birthday draws close, I find myself freaking out about lost time. I am not half the person I wanted to be at this point. Desperate times call for desperate measures. This blog is a last ditch effort to prod me into taking time out regularly to read, write, draw, think, argue and make. Hope a commitment to an imaginary reader base will turn things around…