Hey Kids,
How long does a temporary need postpone a permanent want?
Until the need is gone? Even if the need might be long term and directly interferes with the pursuit of the want?
Is responsibility more important than dreams?
Is dreaming irresponsible? Or is it the realization of the dreams the problem?
I find myself estranged from my goals and sinking into the dependence of the extra job I have accepted.
My responsibilities are great. At what point will I find that break away point?
Post 353
Hey Kids,
It’s on you.
They’re your dreams. No one really cares, at least not enough to do the actual work it takes for them to come true. They shouldn’t. They have their own. Want your dreams to be realized? It’s on you.
Some people will encourage you; the people who really care about you. They’ll hope you succeed. They’ll want you to succeed. They’ll do what they can, when they can. You can count on their support but they can’t do the work for you. It’s on you.
By Steven Pressfield:
http://www.amazon.com/Do-Work-Steven-Pressfield/dp/1936719010
Some people will listen to you. They’re all talk. They’ll wish you well but give no allowance or you to succeed. In fact, they can hinder you. They’ll never consider the time you need to work essential and will interrupt at their convenience. They might ask for credentials of progress, asking for statistics, especially when the progress is obviously slow and painful. Statistics is for comparing. The work is not statistics. Dreams are not made by comparing. These people can’t help you but. It’s on you.
Some people will root against you. Some will be open about it, most are not. They will tell you discouraging information, tell you how hard your dreams are to accomplish. They’ll try to tell you it’s OK to quit, at least you tried. Screw ‘em. You need to avoid these people. Even if they’re family. You don’t need them. You don’t want them. And by all means, don’t listen to them. But still, It’s on you.
Dream. Dream big. No reason to keep it small. Dream for the stars.
Now, do the work.
It’s on you.
Day 120
Hey Kids,
Some days, like today, I wonder what are we all doing?
Today was payroll day, meaning checking my staff’s punches and making sure they got them all in. Then make sure no one worked over 40 hours. And then make sure no one worked under 40 hours. Approve their approvals. Submit. Report that I submitted. Wait for someone to check my submission. Fix anything the checker found that was submitted improperly. And then say done.
Then we wait for the paycheck to be calculated and on the given day, deposited in our checking accounts. After taxes, of course.
We trade our hours for money. Our life for coin. To give to bill collectors. So really, we work for them by the hour. Self-inflicted, I know.
I’m really seeing it as a weird way to live.
I’m going to keep writing. And one day, when my writing reaches enough people who enjoy it and I can exchange my writing for the things I need. I will be done with working by the hour. And instead, live by my art.
Back to writing. Make the dream a reality.
Have a nice day.
Day 21
Mike M Jensen 