Mastorpatt

"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." – Plato

My Random Thought of the Day

The hope of potential is incredibly deceptive.  Don’t get me wrong, it can be an incredible catalyst for positive change in your life, but when you’re young, no one tells you that you have to do something with that potential.  If you’re not careful you can become a type of Narcissus who gazed at his reflection admiring his own beauty until he died.  In the same way, potential that could lead to success instead devolves into broken dreams when we’re too in love with the idea of who we could be instead of focused on actually becoming that person.

So here’s my challenge for today: Don’t just think about who you’d like to be.  Instead, BE that person.

Male PMS

There are days when I feel like I have the male version of PMS.  Actually, I take that back.  It’s not just me who thinks this because my wife swears that I have this strange once-a-month funk I get into where I get all mopey and lethargic, unwilling to do anything not because I don’t have any energy, but just because.

The funny thing is that although that time of the month isn’t actually due for another week or two, I think it came early this month.  Today was a rather mopey day and although I have been able to hide it better than usual (my wife didn’t notice, thank God), my inferiority complex kicked into overdrive and I spent a good portion of the day assessing my life and wondering if it all amounted to anything significant.

I don’t have anything significant to write tonight other than this except to say that when I do get into funks like this, I appreciate having my wife in my life so much more.  She is my rock.  She centers me and encourages me more than anybody else has in my entire life and I realize how lucky I truly am to call her my wife.

And then, like magic, the funk is gone and my PMS disappears as silently it arrived.

Talk Less. Do More.

Given the fact that I wrote an extended post on a whim earlier this afternoon, I’m going to keep this evening post rather short and just write about a thought that comes to visit me from time to time: Talk less. Do more.
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The Turbulent Sea That Is My Brain

This short post won’t count towards tonight’s journaling effort but I felt like I needed to get this down on figurative paper before it leaves my brain and into the ether never to be seen or heard from again, and here it is:

my brain is a turbulent sea of ideas and anxiety that longs for the peace and tranquility of order and the volatility and excitement of creativity.

(Man, that sounds like such a load of pretentious bull sh!t even to me, but I just had to get it out of my system in the middle of this mindless workday. Please forgive me, dear readers.)
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Pick yourself up and try again

So as it turns out, I’ve already failed once at forming this journaling habit.  Not that it’s anything new or even the first time I’ve failed at journaling, but I realized this morning that I had forgotten to write the night earlier.  However, life goes on and here I am to try to make up for yesterday’s failure.

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