I’m feeling pretty good, maybe I’ll rock out on this keyboard for a little bit while I listen to a recent My Morning Jacket tape on archive.org:
Facebook memories aren’t always welcome; a lot of times, they make me cringe pretty hard. They remind me of when I thought I knew everything in my early 20s, some ex-girlfriend, or being publicly a mental case. Lately, though, they’ve been about the early days of writing this blog, and it feels pretty good.
I’m like a lot of ADHD kids, I get hyperfocused on something for a few weeks, and never touch it again. Just this spring, I dumped over 100 hours into a Japanese role-playing video game (Bravely Default), and then suddenly just stopped playing it; the icon is collecting dust on my desktop. I was putting in at least 6-hour days exploring, battling, and grinding experience points, and then one day just didn’t. I never know what the next thing will be, or whether the thing I’m currently into is going to be another one of those things.
That’s why I like to be reminded about starting this blog. It’s been 2 years, and I’m still pretty regularly digging into it. It could have ended up like Bravely Default.
It didn’t though. Here I am: 2 years, 468 posts, and 268 followers later. Not only that, but last month was my most viewed month from the whole 2 years.
I was talking to Mariano, my filmmaking, music teaching mentor, about life events that changed the whole game for me. Getting back into writing 2 summers ago is one of those things. It’s like there’s a me before that, and a me after that. Even when I can’t manage to get something meaningful out for a few weeks (like recently), I don’t think about quitting.
I’ve had people say things like “keep writing” to me. I just think that I couldn’t stop if I wanted to; it’s too late. That door opened 2 years ago, and it can’t be shut.
