On My Medulla: The Alarm is Calling Me

“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.” ~John Burroughs

I’m always talking about how little time there is for everything that I want to do. This because there's SO MUCH, that I want to do.

There are a bunch of books on my reading list, some of which I’m simultaneously reading now. (Outliers, by Malcolm Gladwell. Cat’s Cradle, by Kurt Vonnegut. The Psychology of Advertising, by Walter Dill Scott.)

I can think of about 10 blog posts that I have to get around to finishing writing. 7 songs that I want to sample. (Still need to learn that craft) 2 languages I want to learn. (French & Italian) A few hundred Wikipedia pages I want to check out. And there’s more…

But lately, I think I'm spending too much time thinking about these things, and compiling more and more to do, without first finishing what’s on the current “to do” lists. I spend too much time tied up in things in my past. The past is past. Keep it moving forward.

It seems my mind is finding it harder and harder to cope with the fact that success takes hard work. I know what it takes to get where I want to go, but won’t get it the car and start the damn engine. See the thing is, I’ve got a lot of the answers. As vain as it sounds, I do. I've surrounded myself with smart people, do a lot of personal research and evaluation and I've lived a little. (I'll be 21 in August) Whenever I take my advice, take something seriously, or orchestrate a plan and follow through with it, things work out.
(Just as planned...muahahahah)
(Death Note: Check it out)
But when it’s all said and done, much more is actually said, than done.
But things have to change. And they’re going to…starting the moment I finish this posting. ^_^

Some people dream of success, while others wake up and work hard at it.

Last summer I woke up every morning at 7:30 A.M., brushed my teeth, got dressed and rode my bike or ran about a half mile to the gym. I put everything else aside and focused on myself and what I wanted to accomplish.

Well, I hear my alarm going off. It’s time to wake up and get going.

Catch you on the flip side.