My main goal for the beginning of 2016 was simply to stick to a schedule. A schedule of getting my thoughts out for my son – for myself. I was doing great, until I wasn’t. I slipped last week. And it wasn’t due to lack of inspiration. Especially after the recent Dad 2.0 Summit a week ago.
Maybe that’s the issue. There’s too much happening. Donald Trump might win the GOP nomination. Kanye West finally dropped The Life of Pablo. Chris Christie proved in spite of all the tough talk, he’s simply another egotistic opportunistic politician. The #OscarsBeenSoWhite – surprise. Justice Antonin Scalia passed while hunting with an elite super secret society – not fishy at all. The GOP is once again trying to get away with simply not doing their job. Bipedal robots now walk among us. And that’s just scratching the surface on the national level.
Personally, I’ve been put in charge of over $60M in assets, smoked the stickiest of the icky in our nation’s capitol, met some of the coolest fathers from across the nation, tapped into an open bar at the Smithsonian courtesy of LEGO, had a perfect day failing at fishing with my family, getting frustrated with this whole procreation thing, broke bread with family I haven’t spoken to in 8 years, and generally just having a good time living life.
In short, there’s a lot going on. But I feel I have nothing to say about it. It’s information overload. Stimulus overload.
I feel like I’m just getting in my own way.
In reality, I’m just tired. Not tired of anything in particular. More sleepy than anything else. But this grind of tackling my responsibilities consistently wears on me. The crazy thing is that it’s not a bad thing. Not at all. I’m intimately grateful for it. For the burden of being able to grow at my own pace and to feed my family. I’m grateful that I live in a place where everyone in my family can peacefully dream each and every night.
Peace is taken for granted.
And I don’t take advantage of it enough.
Every single one of these posts – these regurgitations of thought – are taking advantage of the peace. Taking advantage of a peaceful home. Taking advantage of access to Internet. Taking advantage of the opportunity to leave a legacy of words for my son. And I need to do better. I need to stick to the schedule.
What’s the difference between what a person can do and what they actually do? If you figure it out, holla atcha boy.