Camp nanowrimo is about to start! I'm pretty crazy excited about it. I'm staying up past midnight for it, which means deciding whether I want to set these blogs where a day ends at midnight or when I go to sleep. I decided to set the end of a day at midnight, so my first camp words will count towards tomorrow.
Pretty good day. Got a story section sent to a client, and wrote and self published a new short. Took a long walk with my dog in the sunshine and sat on the porch to bask in the warmth for a while. Plus, I ran two miles on the elliptical tonight, so win!
I've been thinking a lot today about what it's like to be living a life my past self idealized. When I thought about where I wanted to be a year ago, this was pretty much it. Writing full time and learning to run with couch to 5k.
I'm not gonna lie, my life is pretty awesome, but it's still life. It's not as glowy as I imagined in my daydreams. I'm still striving for more. I mean, if I sat down and said yup, this is it! Everything I want is achieved! Well, that would be pretty boring, wouldn't it?
I feel like my life hasn't changed all that much. I'm still myself, weirdly enough. I still suffer from the same foibles. I still screw up and write plenty of terribleness. I still get paranoid and obsess about stupid shit. In my daydreams I always imagined me-as-evolved-life-form living this life. It's weird to just be living it as myself.
I wonder what this means for my rich and famous daydream. Will I not ascend to godhood if I make money under my own name and run a marathon? Will need further contemplation.
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