Hi! It’s been almost a week since I last made my post. I actually have made a lot of lists of topics I will cover, but I’ve been “waiting for the perfect moment” to write.
I already have certain routine that I follow everyday.
Waking up at 09:00 (a spoiled child, I know, right?)
Playing with phone and taking a bath until 10:00
Start working until 12:00
Exercising and doing other things – flexible time until 14:00
Going back to work until 16:00
Free time – sometimes I jog, sometimes I play with my niece, if I’m tired, I’ll sleep – until 18:00
And time after 18:00 is uncertain, but from 22:00 I’m already in my bedroom, until I finally sleep between 00:00 and 01:00.
There, I have shared my secret private life, not that anyone care, maybe my hater will but I don’t believe I made an enemy. But a poisonous flower may bloom even in the most beautiful place, so I will not be so sure. And…. damn after reading it again, I already lived the 4-hour work day.
Even with a very slow schedule like that one, to write and to read, I did look for perfect moment.
“I will read in a cafe when all my work is done.”
“I will start writing when I’m feeling fresh and not tired.”
“I will start to write after finishing this book.”
and there it was why I was absent for almost a week.
Waiting for the perfect moment never works out.
I guess I should treat reading and writing like exercising and running, in which I have to keep up discipline and stick to the schedule.
But even as I’m writing this, I’ve read somewhere that there’s such thing as writer’s block. A hidden invisible wall preventing writers to write. But I’m not a writer, at least not yet. Or.. am I? I would not be so dared to call myself a writer if I only write a few posts. Back to writer’s block, in case of it, I have to take a rest and find inspiration elsewhere. Maybe it’s the same as rest time in exercising, which is very important to ensure your muscle can grow and not overtrained.
Maybe it’s all about balance
in which I have to be disciplined, but also making a fair judgement whether I need to rest or not.
Well as I’m writing this, it’s 12:51 a.m. Nine more minutes until my designated sleep time. Time to follow the schedule.
Goofythinker 