Chronicles of a Sojourner #3: Need an anchor

In my short and enjoyable time on earth, I have been vaguely aware of time's workings at certain points. Like Delirium in the Sandman series, I am not always conscious of the truth when I ask, "What is the name of that thing that tells you time is still working?" and her older brother, Dream, says simply. "Change".

I am given just as much of an allotment of time as anyone in this world, yet I hear myself complaining about the way I seem to lack initiative to spend it well. I am like a child expending energy in precarious situations that are a thrill, rather stop to analyze and learn from my surroundings.

As I grow, I only begin to realize how I could have spent my efforts in more fruitful areas. While others feasted on the bread of education, I chose to be distracted by the shiny treats of the temporary. Only when I use them as a supplement to my diet, rather than gorge myself greedily, will my efforts bloom into a healthy mind. I am ever lifting my head to the heavens, forgetting that I do not walk among the stars. It adds a perspective on my journey, but needs to be taken as experience to enrich the plodding of my earthly path.

For if I merely dream, I shall have no imprint or impression in reality. Opportunities will pass me by, offering themselves to more aware and astute people who would seize them eagerly.

My family is an encouraging base, but they have their own journeys to navigate, younger siblings that need a guiding hand. They may offer their support on larger obstacles, but also know that if I am to mature, I must devise my own means of surmounting challenges.

I need to commit to doing something, and follow through on its completion. This blog is a discipline, I took a month off to adjust to the transition points that I was facing in starting a new semester of higher education.

I have stated repeatedly that I thank all who read my written thoughts. I borrow a lot from my absent-minded research in my readings and observing of the brave fellows who have paved my way. Pioneers have it hard, but the knowledge that someone will learn from your thought questing adds a sense of purpose.

I hope that you enjoy reading these musings, for that is what they are, and are spurred to planning, preparation, and execution. I want to learn, and, as it is unavoidable that my journey can not be paused, I will press on. I will strive to post something every two weeks, it is a period that is wide enough to find something worth saying.

Time has passed quickly.

How was this for an August?

Thanks for readership!