It's interesting how one can get so much passion and joy starting a project or a hobby, but the moment it gets capped at any point it is up to the individual to decide wether to keep pushing forward or not.
Jack of all trades, master of none mentality.
It's that moment when you self evaluate to see if something is worth your time or not. There are so many options in this world, and dedicating yourself to a single action comes at the cost of potentially doing another.
The grass is always greener, right?
But I have discovered a joy in taking the time to think about things. Actually consider what I am doing. Being mindful, I reckon what people are calling it. And I am finding much more joy in the things I am doing.
The internet is a strange place. A place where you are not doing things just for yourself, but for others to see as well. That adds a whole different element to drive because you are secretly waiting to be seen and heard and engaged with. I know no one will ever read my journal, but there is a slight possibility someone will read this.
Is that the drive that keeps one going? A year from now, will I be upset if there are still 0 views on my work, but I have continued to maintain my progress? Is the satisfaction of doing something for myself outweigh the need to do it for others? I guess we will see, hopefully.
I wonder what type of reaction I will have. If my voice will change, knowing that I am in a public space versus the privacy of my journal.
As of right now, it feels as if I am in an empty waiting room in a hospital lobby. One of those old wings that is closed down, but still stocked and ready for use just in case. You can feel the hustle and bustle of living and dying just a few floors down or a wing over, but here it is quiet. It is almost peaceful in a haunted/spiritual sense. A liminal space, not quite finished but also not quite started.
Maybe someone will walk in and see a stranger, change the game snapping back into the reality of the world. Will they engage? If this were an actual scenario, and someone walked in, what would happen if they just sat quietly next you. How long would it take to have your mind stop reeling in distress, to overcome the fight or flight mentality. Would you feel the need to talk? Would you feel the need to leave? Probably. But what if you didn't? What if you let your mind wander back to its original state while that person was in the room.
Would your voice change? Would your mannerisms change? How long would it take for you to be truly back to your real self. Would you ever be be able to go back?
After an experience like that, would any room feel the same again knowing that someone could just walk in at any time.