It has served as a respite and a sanctuary from the things that bother me in my life.
I am glad to work with so many great people.
Work really has kept me alive.
It has served as a respite and a sanctuary from the things that bother me in my life.
I am glad to work with so many great people.
Work really has kept me alive.
As this calendar year draws to a close, I am already looking ahead to next year, 2011.
I’ve learned a lot about myself this year. I had always said that life was one’s greatest teacher; this adage proved to be extremely truthful and hurtful recently.
Life really is never easy. Sure, it would be nice if it could be predictable and everything you wished to happen did. But it’s naive to think it could ever be simple.
Life is all about learning. Life tends not to hold anything back. You get the full force and impact of its “lessons” without any option to mute, censor, or fast-forward like you’re watching a DVD or a show saved on your DVR.
Thus, I have come up with a resolution for next year that will also serve as a personal motto and mission.
It really doesn’t matter what genre it falls under or who made it, sang it, or arranged it.
It’s all about the individual joy.
It’s the mood it gives you. It’s how it makes you feel when you connect a song, a verse, a piece of the instrumental track to an event in your life, whether it be important or mundane.
You can pretty much do whatever you want with whatever song you listen to.
Not everyone will see eye to eye (or hear ear to ear?) with you but music is ultimately what you make of it.
Put that song on repeat, enjoy every track of that album, and happily spend those two hours and 12 minutes listening to a playlist from top to bottom…and have no remorse doing it all over again.
Just do you.
I apologize for these entries becoming more and more infrequent. I haven’t had the time and energy to blog and there haven’t been new things worth writing about.
Work has been taking a toll on me. The daily grind leaves me feeling like I need 15 hrs of sleep.
Of course there are always those moments I want to beat myself up for wasting my childhood achieving the wrong goals. There are times I wish I could chastise myself for being my own obstacle.
After another brutal loss with my company’s softball team, I sat alone on the subway ride home and reflected. Despite a handful of good things happening in the game, we still lost by a tremendous margin and I had some really bad at-bats.
Don’t you ever wish there were times you could achieve so much more? How you want to be the object of praise but you can’t because you just aren’t good enough to live up to what your colleagues, acquaintances, friends expect?
I wish I had better stuff to share but I don’t.
That’s right. MAN UP!
For all the people trying to force me to make friends with people I don’t want to be friends with, just stop.
So…I might just have a guest contributor here and there…so don’t be surprised if you see a post by a different author.
Anyone interested can ask me…and I guess we can figure it out from there.