All of this stuff I’ve collected over the years is forcing me into expensive housing to store all of it. It’s overwhelming to the point of losing time due to constant anxiety and stressful to the point of being unable to pack. I’m having trouble focusing and can’t enjoy leisurely activities. I won’t be able to afford the space or stuff for too long. Why not just throw out everything that isn’t irreplaceable or sentimental?
The first Dr. Octopus sat, proud. The second sat hidden behind some Cloaks and some Daggers, a black-suited Daredevil, and other equally less interesting characters. Now I don’t mean that in a snide way. They’re good characters that should be presented in respectfully designed, highly articulated, and professional plastic toys. It’s just for me, now, none of these characters represented core aspects of my personality, iconoclastic role models, or my favorite inspirational heroes. Overly critical?
Staying in hotel rooms might help reduce hoarding tendencies. On a recent flight, I brought a nearly-full suitcase and the intention of only getting meaningful souvenirs. I had myriad materialistic moments between visiting: two music stores, one thrift store, one videogame store, one museum gift store, and five airport souvenir stores. I barely succeeded in not buying anything meaningless. My collecting intentions were focused around two questions. Second: “Do you have any rare Nirvana stuff?”
Can we really do whatever we want, or do we limit ourselves based on circumstances? Focusing within the realm of fiction, how much freedom do we truly have in telling stories? If I were to write the tale of John [left] and Trishna [right], comprising a majority segment of “The Story,” exactly as I wanted, would it sell? Would it matter? Is that why we tend to compromise, accept our fates, and don’t challenge ourselves?
Spoilers?: Minor (character brainstorming, perhaps)
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It’s hard dealing with people in an idyllic world. If someone is rude in a polite world, it’s unfathomable! If you’ve encountered enough personal or professional experiences where people cheat their way to victory, then you can spot it quickly. “The Story” – an amalgamation of our world, truths, fiction, and imagination – is not idyllic. How readily can Trishna (left) and John (center) handle or even utilize liars, cheaters, and comical villains like Dr. Mindbender (right)?
Fitness isn’t universal. What works for me might not work for you. Within 6 months, I should return to my former apex of rowing hour-long sets, which is not something most people would enjoy. Instead of being frustrated over not being able to do that, focus on what you can do with what you have, for your intended results. I see rowing as a tool that can help me do what I want: more universal tasks.
I think we focus too much on what other people think about us. When I’ve felt awkward, it’s usually because I’m thinking too much about what people think of me while I’m doing something. It’s all in my head, too. No one ran up to me exclaiming that I shouldn’t photograph this sign. Most people wouldn’t even care. If they did, it’s only because I distracted their own focus. How can we overcome focus insecurity?
Fiction fascinates me most when characters face impossible odds and sometimes overcome them. Heroes vanquishing villains, people confronting their demons, or even overcoming common problems. The more we relate and invest in these characters, the harder it is to see them battered around. I’ve cared about John and Trishna [center] for over 15 years now. How far will I break them when I write “The Story?” Will I need to break myself in the process?
Spoiler Warning Scale: Minor (brainstorming about conflict)
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Self-worth seems to come and go. There are days I’m on top of the world, feeling like everything is fitting into place, and my efforts are moving me miles toward my goals. Then some days… no matter what I try, it seems like I’m stuck in place. When those days happen for me, or when I notice it in others, I say, “let’s have a cup” of coffee or tea to sort it all out.