To The Weary & OverwhelmedTuesday, November 03, 2015
To the English majors who are really just ready to write books...
To the art students who are really just ready to make art...
To the budding scientists who are really just ready to start work...
It hurts. It hurts to feel like you're going through every day, surrounded by things to do, overwhelmed and exhausted, spreading yourself too thin because you get some kick out of it, or maybe because you feel the compulsory need to always do more. It's hard to feel like
you're putting off what you're meant to do because of time, scheduling, class and work.
I'm still learning what it means to write for me, just for me — even if I'm the only one who reads it or likes it, it's still worthwhile. Even if my life is the only one enriched by the writing, it is still good.
Don't stop. Don't give up.
Just do it.
It hurts to feel like you've worked hard for years and still feel exactly where you have been.
You only fail if you stop. Only then do you lose every chance of reaching your dream.
Remember your dream and what it is. Remember why you wanted it — and yet recognize that, even if you don't make it, it's okay. You're still doing good work, because the work is good simply because it's being done.
As I write this, I feel like I'm speaking to myself and yet the words don't even seem real yet. Because it's a continual fight to not sink into cynicism and apathy, to continue the fight to write just because you love it. Because it's what you're meant to do. How do you know? It's a mystery. But you know.
So to the athlete who just wants to play, to the musician who just wants to make music, to the writer who just yearns to write — you're doing good work. Don't wish away the time you have now, because you'll miss it later.
Just a thought.