resistance

The donuts (doughnuts?) laid out on display in the break room look really good.  Personally, that is the biggest issue that I need to conquer...their appearance.  So tempting, but do I want them?  No, not really.  Do I need them?  Absolutely not.  Journaling this and put it out there gives me the sense of self control.  I am holding myself accountable for the choices that I make. 

 

Some people like to make life a little tougher than it is, but it doesn't have to be...just be strong.

finding me

Ahhh, this is going to be an interesting trip.

I have always wanted to be dedicated to the craft of writing. For as long as I can remember I have doubted my cognitive ability to formulate thoughts that are worthy of writing...well, no more. In order for me to feel the power of confidence, I have to put forth the effort...I have to practice and not be afraid of failure. I am no longer willing to sit back and wait for something special to come to me...I am the only one that can make things happen for me.

I started this process of enlightenment last fall (2008). I can now admit that I wasn't completely sold on the idea of pursuing another college degree. I was lazy and very complacent with the formal knowledge that I had already acquired. I had a difficult time seeing myself going through the motions of "going to school"...the lectures, the note-taking, the study time, the homework. All of these things, compounded by the fact that I am much older than the average college student, lead me away from attempting what I thought would be a nearly impossible feat. With encouragement from my wife, I made the commitment to become a college student.

It is funny that I began my travelling down one path and almost instantly knew that I was heading in the wrong direction. The feeling of wanting more and needing to explore the questions that consume me had finally surfaced and I was unable to deny it. I warmly embraced the change in course and I am now very happily sailing towards the horizon that has be calling for me my entire life. Now, as for those questions, I realized that their answers would certainly not be found in the design of a building or in the depths of some engineering calculation that has most likely been worked long before me. I am tuning myself into the signal that is my fellow mankind. I am curious and intrigued by how/what/why we, as humans, do the things that we do. This overwhelming sensation of something better happened within the first few minutes of Sociology 101.

I will continue this line of thought at a later date