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2019-01-14 12:18:11 ET
In hindsight, I've probably wasted 15 years of my life slacking off. I mean, I didn't totally slack off. I still did things but I didn't dig into things. Instead I would just go into a weird stasis mode where I'd barely do anything while the time passes. Like lethargy or some such thing. Going to try and address that now. Not sure how but I guess if I notice myself procrastinating or being lethargic then I'll just stop being lethargic by figuring out what to do and I'll stop procrastinating by just doing. I don't know. It's fucking weird.
What brought this on? The realization that my life when I was in school seemed a ton more eventful because A LOT more things would happen daily mostly from me actually reaching out and doing things. The amount of things that have happened between 1996 and 2003 or 2004 are immense. They feel like 20 years of material if I lived life like I do now. That was only a span of 8 years. Maybe 1994 instead of 1996. So 1994-2004 was freaking wacky. Things can still be wacky. I just need to stop being a rock, just sitting there, and become a rolling stone. Okay, that's a terrible pun but whatever. What's the point of life if not to live it? Ironically studying and learning and figuring stuff out is a huge part of living life. I need to do that. A lot more of that.
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