Journal Entry: Fri Sep 25, 2015, 10:39 PM
Life is funny.
I'm approaching 30 years old and had a bit of an early-mid-life crisis this year. I'm sure everyone goes through one at some point or another in their life. It's how you deal with it that determines what quality of life you're going to obtain for yourself. I'm not where I pictured myself being at age 30, but now that I'm basically there, I've adjusted my perspective and am reevaluating my goals for the next ten years.
I feel like I've become a lot more "grounded in reality" this year. I used to have a hard time going a full day without signing into DA and checking messages, reading journals, and catching up on cool artwork in my watchlist. It sort of functioned as a great escape from the stress of real life for me. And nowadays, I have to make a point to check in at least once a week or I'll forget to. I still have stress in my life, but I guess I've gotten a little better with dealing with it than ignoring it and disappearing into the internet. I've toughened up.
As the holiday season approaches, my workload has substantially increased and I've basically been offered unlimited overtime for the next five months. It's hard to say no to that. I'm always talking about "projects" that I'm working on (and I really do have several) but I'm never confident enough in my spare time to announce official dates anymore. I had to post a disappointing "postponed" journal on WIFL today, which I should've never tried to announce a date for.
I'm always very busy, both at work and at home. My son turns 6 months old today and he's rolling all over the house (his speedy alternative to crawling.) Occasionally I miss being able to stay up until 4am working on SC comics and sleeping in until 2pm, getting ready only to work a 4-5 hour shift at Office Depot, but it doesn't take long for me to realize that I was crazy broke all the time in those days. So it's only a temporary nostalgia.
I've turned into "one of them." I'm another faceless guy with a wife and kid who typically works an 8-hour daily shift. I pay bills, balance checkbooks, use grocery shopping lists and keep up with the news. It's a little sad in a weird way, that I didn't grow up sooner. But it's not something I regret. Not really.
Now cycling back to the title of this journal. Because of all these things, I'm not sure I want to renew my membership this year. I think that if I do, it'll be sometime next year. I just don't see myself being able to get anything productive done this year.
So in the words of Billy Boyd... "I bid you all a very fond farewell."
Until next time, that is.
Thanks for reading,
Mood: Happy Tears