Diary Page No. 3

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Hello friends, and welcome to another melodramatic telling of my brain,

I've been in my second year of university for two months now and often feel like a plastic bottle afloat. I haven’t learnt much of note and my motivation for academics fluctuates daily. I celebrated completing 20 years of living in the most inornate fashion and studied hard for tests that proved to be fruitless. I’m not generally the sappy nor the philosophical type but I suppose, like everyone else, I wish things had been better—wish that I was better. And yet, as though mentally stuck, I can't be that.

But despite this I have managed to convince myself that all will prevail and the things I want will undoubtedly come to me. I think such optimism is the only reason I haven’t thrown myself into the pits of glum. I know, for a fact, I will get to where I want to be one way or another—if I don’t try to make it happen today, there’s the next hour or the minute after that and the second after that. Life is, after all, continuous and not as static as we so comfortably want to believe. That’s what I use to console myself when I do badly on a test or feel a bit envious of those I see online.

I will achieve what I want, be that today or tomorrow---it doesn’t matter because I will get it. Eventually.  

This doesn’t mean, put off your goals or delay what it is you want to achieve for another moment, it means if you didn’t do a run today make an immediate plan to do it tomorrow. If you didn’t read that book today, how much time is left till you need to sleep? Read it now.

In all honesty, I don’t know what I’m saying, and I haven’t achieved much in life yet —so I'm possibly the most unqualified person to tell you what to do—but such ideas make me feel better and more fulfilled as a person. It even lets me sleep better at night, knowing that I'm trying my best when I genuinely am. 

big love! 

- t 

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