On my work days, my alarm does a terrible thing. Today, it happened earlier than usual.
I have a lot of things going on in my life: school, full-time work, travel plans, this blog, my creative writing pursuits, and a waning guitar hobby I’ve had since I was three. Juggling all of these has been incredibly hard, and often I ask myself why I really want to achieve my goals, and if they’re really worth it.
Last night, I came again to the realization that I get nothing done after a long day of work. This is something I’ve managed before with other jobs, but this one starts at a peculiar time: 7:00am (not enough time to work out yet not early enough to get up and jet without slack hours after work). It’s how most jobs go, right? This is a new job, at a daycare on the top of a mountain, if you’re interested.
For weeks I tried five o’ clock, which bled into five-thirty, then six, and slowly I found my personal time checking out the door before I ever had the chance to stumble out after it, a little late, driving a little too fast, music blaring as I tried to make it to my goals on time. Sorry if that didn’t make sense, but I did wake up at four-thirty to write this.
With each new thing in life, we need to take adjustments after a period of grace and learning. This is the way I work, at least. Adding new, exciting challenges shouldn’t be avoided because of fear. It’s this fear that lets us know we’re at the start of something, that shows us we’re growing. It’s this fear that is necessary for the changes we want to be made. So today I woke up at four-thirty and wrote this. I hope you enjoyed it. 🙂
Live your way,
Noah