Simple Reminders
I was about to start this sentence with the word ‘goals’ and instantly had to stop myself, because fuck goals, they aren’t “I have a goal lets get it done”, they are and always should be “I will start here”.
So where am I starting?
It’s 7:05pm on a Monday evening. I’m officially calling myself a true adult as I find myself sitting at one of my local wine bars, alone, writing. Yeap, that’s me! A true fucking adult embracing all forms of adulting even on a Monday after work. You see, going to the wine bar alone is certainly not foreign ground to me, it’s surprisingly something I do all the time, (When I say “all the time” I’m referring to strictly the last 5 months of my adolescence, still counts right?) Call me an alcoholic but I was raised with a Spanish mother who said she would die without her ‘tipple of red wine’, the same way she word for word would announce “Darling Tessa I cannot physically open my bloody eyeballs without my first sip of coffee, do NOT interrupt me right now, only POST COFFEE!” Yes, it sounds scarily familiar I know… I am my mothers daughter what can I say!
Back to the
goal.
I will
I’ve promised myself that kicking off this year with a nice sense of productivity, would mean applying myself to achieve at least one task towards one of my passions each and everyday. Now this seems fundamentally challenging right? But no, it’s actually rather fucking simple.
Do what you WANT to do before doing what you don’t. Yeap, that easy.
Now I know what you’re thinking ‘I WANT to sit in bed and eat pizza NOT go for the 5km run I said I’d do because’ i’m trying to make my passion running… You see what i did there? Yea, thats a mother fucking goal, which is a far cry away from what I’d call a passion.
So what exactly are we classifying as a passion here?
I’m talking about the real electric stuff!
The juice that makes your tongue pop!
The colours that make your eyes smile!
The seeds you planted that you always forget to fucking water!
THAT STUFF!
Imagine if you applied one short moment of time, each and everyday to pick up your laptop and start to write over mindlessly watching a show. If you opened the cook book staring at you in the kitchen instead of ordering takeaways. The list is endless…
That’s the simplicity, right there, in that moment!
You find yourself doing what you actually want to be doing, happily as hours escape you and bam, you’ve made progress on a passion, that builds the blocks of who you are.
Yeap, I know.. thank me later.