My not even half-filled jar called life
After years of trying to avoid this whole thing, I found myself lurking through the blogs and blogs of people I don’t event know personally.
My life got caught up with, well.. life. Being an adult and trying to struggle work-life balance is clearly what everyone in my age is facing now. Unfortunately, for some who is like me, it’s a work-majority kind of thing, and it sucks a lifetime.
For the past years that it has been sucking the life out of me, I stayed away from the whole world wide web and tried as much as possible to live in the moment and try to appreciate the things that are real, the things that I could grasp with my hand and not in the things that I just see online. Clearly, before, I was consumed by my computer, just like everyone on my age was. But looking at it now, the certain life that I threw away, or at least left for a while, was a life that I miss right now. Trying to pour your heart out in a platform that even strangers can read, taking photos of every moment possible, making art, listening to old songs even if it means listening to it for the hundredth time in a day. There was just a whole living back then. It was life in a good sense.
Growing up, I was set to make boundaries and to make a living, to work for me to live. I enjoyed it, but I found myself not having a time for what I used to enjoy. And that’s a bit frustrating. It wasn’t full, not even half-filled.
I want to go back to photography, take ukelele classes, go to the gym. There’s a lot of things that I want to do. And it’s sad how I can’t do such things because I don’t have that much time in a day, or even the energy to start.
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