24 hours in 1 day. 1440 minutes in 24 hours. 86400 seconds in 1440 minutes.
Time seems to be in abundance, just like the flowers popping up and pollen spreading around currently at the blossoming of springtime. But why are we always not having enough of it? Probably because of
procrastination and
the watching of Netflix.
I thought about the past month, especially the time during school, and noticed recently a lot more stress that was leading to myself looking at everything in a negative view; as a burden or hard work, and I ended up watching a lot of videos and checking ig and all those social outlets. Then I look back to a year ago, where I never was a big procrastinator.
Therefore, I challenge myself to a goal for this October. (I know, I know, I never set goals) So, I thought, if I set a small task to complete every week, write a small paragraph, poem, anything about my thoughts and/or feelings on the week on
this (probably) private blog, it gives me a chance for release, an outlet like a diary. It probably won't be very detailed, I think something like a short poem of a couple of words, just a brief description would be fine. Word vomits or '
stream of consciousness' will probably be used more often because I just want to write what's there in my mind instead of directing where each word should go. so... yah.
I know this goal will probably fail after a short two weeks
or less (´⊙ω⊙`)！, but, like the title of this post, "
But it's not forever, it's now." That quote was from
Turtles All The Way Down by
John Green which I read a couple of days ago. It was pretty lit! So, I guess this will be my motto for this week, because if I think now, I believe I can go on for more nows.
o-kay, so maybe I should start (i don't actually really know what i'm writing about ;)
* * *
detox
free, strange, new
I was I was I am.
lessons from whispering trees,
instructions from the shells of keys
begin,
then begin.
