It’s been a night of catch-up on my blog.
I don’t have to blog daily, but I choose to.
And it was a promise I made to myself after my trip overseas last year.
While travelling I found writing a daily journal, and having the discipline of publishing it, rather than just hiding it away, was a great thing.
The idea was that it would make me more accountable for my life. It would stop me from wasting days, letting them slip away.
And while I travelled, and since, it has. It’s made me think more about how I live my life. It’s given me some of the discipline I guess deep down I lack.
Of late, I’ve found myself falling back into old habits. Of simply wasting time. Of not taking advantage of all that life’s given me.
And I guess that’s been reflected in my blog.
It’s not about making myself feel guilty. It’s about making sure I have some mechanism in my life that keeps me on track.
I think you need that when you live alone.
When you live with someone, they can keep you in check. They can tell you when you’re being self-indulgent and morose. They can remind you you’re not the only person in the world. They can help you to be a better person.
It’s harder when you live alone to achieve that sense of perspective.
Yes, it’s great to be able to walk around the house naked, to go to the toilet and leave the door open. And if you don’t do the dishes for a couple of days, that’s okay too. Ok, well maybe it’s not okay, but it’s not the end of the world.
Most of the time I really enjoy living alone, and wouldn’t have it any other way.
But there’s the issue of feedback that you often miss out on. Having someone who’ll tell you when you’re being a wanker. Someone who’ll tell you it’s not okay to stay in bed until lunchtime. Etc. etc.
So my blog is more than just an entertainment, an exercise in creative writing. It’s also a reminder for me to pull my finger out, to get out there and enjoy all that life has to offer.
I think I’m inspired again…